Text Cut: Adrienne and Minerva
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Originally Posted by
aaetha
Adrienne turned away from her conversation with Kace at the sound of an extraordinarily loud voice with a thick accent asking where the chocolate frogs were. It may not have been directed at her, but it wasn't like the girl was trying to not get her attention, with how loud she was being. Adrienne narrowed her eyes. More student-aged people who weren't actually from Hogwarts. This was beginning to get past suspicious and into the range of downright shifty.
"They're over here," she said, equally loud and yes, perhaps a bit mocking, with a jab of her thumb in the direction of the Chocolate Frogs. There was practically a whole stack of them directly behind her, blue boxes with gold writing and everything, had they never seen a Chocolate Frog before? Jeez. How dumb can you get?
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Originally Posted by
Bazinga
As Minerva pulled the chocolate frogs and put in her basket she kept eyeing Addy not sure whether or not she should suggest just leaving. She tried to read her friend, but honestly she wasn't sure how to go about reading something like this so she just kept quiet for now and continued with her candy. Jumping at someone speaking rather loudly and then a ravenclaw that she had recognized speaking loudly back Minerva looked up. Oh it was that girl she had seen when she first came in. Curiosity got the better of her.
She smiled nicely at the boy and girl and gave a little wave. "They are right here. I'm picking some out actually." She waited for them to come over. "First time at Honeydukes?" It seemed that way at least. [/b] They have a great selection of fudge as well. I'm Minerva by the way. I'm assuming you don't go to Hogwarts. So I'm assuming you are here for that competition I read about in the prophet?"[/b] She had been wondering about that. Of course the school hadn't said anything to them yet, she had to get it from a paper. Typical it seemed anymore.
Bronislava hoped that she hadn't been too loud as she wasn't trying to draw too much attention to herself and Mischa, but she needed to find a way to break into one of these conversations. And asking for assistance seemed to work now that a couple students spoke up. She ignored any look she was sure Mischa was now giving her, considering his dislike for social situations, and subtly gestured for him to follow. They had a task to complete and if she needed to make themselves known in order to do that, then she would. Besides, it wasn't like he was alone in this; it was always helpful to have an ally.
She walked over to the two girls as they pointed out the chocolate frogs right behind them and no, she did not miss the tone the younger one had given her, but she thought it most prudent to ignore it for now.
"Oh.. no vonder I did not see zhem," Bronislava said, with a faint smile and light chuckle.
"Zhere is a crowd in front of zhem. I should have know since zhey are so popular, no?" In fact the younger girl was still blocking them by standing right in front of the display. Good thing Bronislava did not really intend to purchase any.
She turned her eyes on the one who called herself Minerva and gave her a slightly wider smile. She was very forthcoming; perhaps she was the one to speak to.
"Oh, you recommend zhe fudge? What flavor do you prefer? I like dragonberry, myself.. I vonder if zhey have zhat?" Not that she cared, really. Just a little icebreaker small talk; and she glanced up to the display case before looking back at the two girls again when she heard Minerva mention Hogwarts.
"Oh.. do you both got to Hogwarts? I know little about zhat school.. like zhere is house called Slytherin. Do you girls belong to zhat house?" she asked, deliberately ignoring Minerva's last question, then looked at the young boy (Kace) that was near them as well when he mentioned Ravenclaw. The younger girl was in that house? Bronislava shot a pointed look at Mischa. He might want to talk to that girl. As she started to turn her eyes back to Minerva, she noticed another girl about their age (Cat) looking in their direction. Was she curious? She threw a small smile in her direction. Perhaps she wanted to talk too.