Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
She'd tried to push through flipping through the pages of the book, but the tingling in her nose was too much to handle so the Gryffindor quickly shelved it again and reached into her pocket to pull out her handkerchief to wipe at her nose to clear the remaining particles. Hearing a voice behind her, she rotated her body to see who was speaking - her feet remaining planted as she did so. "I think you're probably right. It'd be nice if a dust bunny could be charmed to be helpful in school like a book from a former prodigy." Which... wasn't that an idea. Not for dust bunnies, but she wondered if something could by done for pygmy puffs...
Maybe something to research into another time.
Attention turned back to scanning shelves, before she realized that his accent had been distinct. A hint of English and yet... something else too. Which garnered her curiosity as she looked back to him. "Are you from around here?" Was that a rude way to ask that question? If so, it certainly hadn't been intentional and yet... unintentionally rude did seem to be something she ended up being naturally talented at.
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