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Having no rebuttal to his statement, her own wardrobe consisting heavily of leather garments, Daphne simple offered a coy little shrug and casual unfurling of one of her hands for dainty emphasis to said shrug. It would have been amusing to see the man go wand to boney finger in the middle of the junk shop, she had to admit, but it was better that the hand held some logical sentiency and wasted no one's time. You could imagine the goblin sized headache that would have ensued were it to stumble upon some of his wares being tampered with.
It was not so unusual for her to run into other humans down here, not was it out of the ordinary for that person to be involved in Magical Law Enforcement. It was almost a tradition, it seemed, that the heads of the department had deals and secrets whispered in the shadows here in Knockturn Alley. Daphne rarely had first hand involvement in any of them, preferring to remain on the peripheries and informed more than anything. The heads had mostly been younger optimists and those that quickly rose through the ranks only to fizzle out after a couple of years, though Upstead had been a change of pace from that...and now...her old housemate.
Though she was uncertain that he recognized her. It had been years and she had faded into oblivion almost immediately after graduating from Hogwarts for the good part of a decade.
Peppered leather was a good look for Magical Law Enforcement.
Her eyes continued to watch him as he attempted to slink by with the grace of a cat with a crooked tail and she couldn't help but clear her throat in amusement while cocking a brow. "Still paranoid I am going to steal your inkwell?" she mused while shifting her weight from one leg to the other so she pivoted more towards his direction. "That stopped being entertaining around the time I was 15." Her slight of hand and dexterous fingers had better things to do with their time now, Hugo.
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