Well that was a pleasant face.Sarah glanced out of the corner of her eye, and saw the form of a man who appeared to have got out the wrong side of bed.He was giving her a glare anyway.Either he didn't want to be there, or he had an aversion to owls.Either way, Sarah didn't really care.She was going to ask him questions.And if that annoyed him further, then ... Pffttt.

Sidling over to him, she closed up the pamphlet she'd been reading and smiled sweetly.Grumpy man could equal fun, no? "Excuse me, Sir? Which shop do you work in in Diagon Alley?" Surely it wasn't the post office with the owls? He looked like he wanted to be rid of them.