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Women always carried so much stuff in their bags. Rafe watched as... the woman, whose name he'd neglected to note, rummaged through her bag, pulling out this and that before producing a coin purse. While she counted those out, he continued to glance at the bag.
Purse. Whatever.
Distracted by imagining what else she could have pulled from the depths of her carry-on, he barely noticed when she'd finished counting galleons and had gone to looking at the brochures. However, when she voiced her question, he immediately put the thoughts of her probably carrying around an extra blouse out of his head and looked at her.
"I'd suggest three days in Rome, if you're willing. Lots of history, but it's also the centre of the Muggle Italian film industry, so you might see some crazy things going on there. And there's a few three day Rome tours that I could set up for you... er... by the way, what's your name again?"
He said this as he picked up the galleons off the desk and restacked them closer to himself, counting through them. Hopefully nobody outside was staring inside, or Miss Weak Constitution would likely get mugged and die when she left.
At least she'd be outside the shop then? |