"No, I suppose not," Winnie agreed, pulling out a seat and sitting down. No point in taking up a table when she was alone, right? She watched the young lady decent the ladder. "I don't think I've seen you around before," she stated with a smile, wondering if she was new, but trying to be tactful in case she wasn't. Winnie wasn't always the most observant. Big shopping... oh! Winnie glanced down at the bags by her feet and blushed a little. "Yes, well," she shrugged. Truth be told, she'd normally spend more and done more shopping if she hadn't been rushed. That and she just hadn't been feeling herself lately. "I could do with something..." She glanced up at the newly printed menu. " Red Current Rum and a....cesar salad...sounds great. Please," She pushed one of the bags in a little closer to the counter with her foot. |
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Lou nodded at the order. She didn't need to write it down, not whilst it was just the one customer. She waved her wand into the kitchen and allowed the magic do its work in preparing a caesar salad, whilst she got about measuring out the red current rum. "Did you want some ice?" Lou asked, placing a glass down. |
Text Cut: Lou ”Winnie,” She responded with a big smile. ”Nice to meet you Lou,” She reached over and shook hands with a firm, but not too hard handshake. ”A bed and breakfast? Sounds quaint.” She let go of Lou’s hand and picked up her water glass.”And quiet. Do you miss the coast? Or are you glad to be back in London?” She’d never been to Berwick, but she knew where it was located. ”Ice would be nice,” She paused, then giggled softly to herself at the silliness of the rhyme. ”Have you always worked in places like the Leaky?” she asked. She realized it was perhaps a bit meddlesome to ask. But Winnie was nothing if not a curious soul. To be safe, she added, ”Sorry if I’m being nosy.” |
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Finishing off the drink, Lou placed it in front of Winnie with a coaster, before heading out to the kitchen to get the caesar salad, putting cutlery and a complimentary chunk of garic bread on the side. Fresh garlic and herbs, and the smell of freshly baked bread was too much to tempt Lou into baking it this morning. She wrote the 2 Galleons and 4 Sickles on the bill, placing it on the order holder behind the counter. Just for when she was ready. "No, it's always been the bed and breakfast, or working on the farm at my parent's home. A bit of tending to animals, but it was mostly tending to the gardens and cooking which was what I loved the most about opening my own B&B. All the food I offered was made by me, and all of the fruits and vegetables were from my garden." She knew she would miss her farm and gardens soon, though. "Not at all! Tell me about yourself Winnie." She had a good ear and loved to get to know people. |
Text Cut: Lou ”I imagine the city is a big distraction,” Winnie said smiling as she watched Lou fix her drink. As the lady walked off, Winnie picked up the cocktail and took a small sip. She closed her eyes enjoying the taste. The background noise of the pub buzzed around her as she took a moment to center herself. She was really not looking forward to going to this dinner with Conley, but as he usually footed the bill for everything, she couldn’t really complain. Could she? She guessed she could always say no next time, but… The clunk of the plate brought Winnie back to the present and she opened her eyes and pulled herself out of her reverie. Ooooo garlic bread! Was the woman trying to win Winnie’s heart? Garlic bread was the best. ”Farm! Did you have chickens and goats? I love goats.” And goat cheese and goat milk. She was glad she wasn’t being obnoxious. Oftentimes she found that people mistook her enthusiasm for learning new things as impertinence. ”Me?” she asked, voice sounding a bit surprised. People didn’t often ask her about herself. What to say? She took a bite of salad as she thought. ”I work as an aurologist and sometimes as a curse breaker for Gringotts.” Depending on the type of curse her particular skills with reading auras could be quite useful. Mostly she sat in on meetings and reported back later about the room’s occupant’s temperaments. It was often boring, but it paid well. |
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Lou enjoyed watching her food bring some joy to her customers, and she pulled her seat to her end of the bar. Nodding she said "Chickens, and lots of them, goats, cows, we had a few dogs and a cat." She took a sip of her water. "Mmm they are good, we had all of our eggs, milks, cheeses from them. We didn't really have to buy an awful lot of produce." She got to save money by doing what she loved. Letting out a small laugh and nodding, Lou stopped talking about herself to listen about Winnie. "An aurologist? That sounds really interesting. What got you into that?" |
*Entering the pub Gabben and Krel went to the bar to order. Looking over the menu he had to stop himself from ordering five different meals. Once he decided what he wanted he made his order.* “Hello, I’d like to order two cups of tea, and an order of Fish and Chips. And she will have...” *He trailed off to let her order.* |
Lou and Gabben Text Cut: Lou ”Sounds like a lovely house –no-farmful. I’m quire jealous. I wasn’t even allowed to have an owl until I turned 15.” She’d always loved animals, even if she hadn’t gotten the greatest grades in CoMC class. ”And I bet that everything tastes so much better when it’s fresh.” She took a bite of her salad. What to say about her job? She settled on her usual explanation. ”Well,” she pushed a piece of lettuce around on her plate while she spoke. ”I’ve sorta always been able to read auras. What I do with the skill isn’t actually that interesting. I mostly sit in on meetings and later report back my observations on the participants and the room’s atmospheres. Sometimes, I report back on the auras of cities the bank wants to do business with and banking trends in general.” She felt like she wasn’t making much sense and took the moment to eat more of her salad. After she finished chewing, she added. ”And sometimes, the skill comes in handy when they have a particularly nasty curse they need to break. But that’s only on the rarest of cases.” Text Cut: Gabben Krel had let go of Gabben’s arm a block or so before they entered the Leaky. As they stepped on the property, she pulled out her wand and took a moment to change her pill-box hat back to her fashionable witch’s fedora. At least, now it wouldn’t slip off like it had after Gabben had bumped into her. She stored away her wand and followed Gabben to the service counter. ”Hello,” she said kindly in English that hinted that she often spoke another language. ”Shepherd’s pie please.” She glanced over the menu and even though she didn’t see any on the menu, she had to ask. ”Don’t suppose you have any muffins cooking do you?” because for Krel to have tea without a muffin was like…Christmas without those silly paper crowns. And, well, it didn’t hurt to ask now did it? |
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It was very interesting, listening about the job Winnie did. Reading Auras, interpreting them, knowing what they indicated. Lou had no special talents like that, unless a green thumb counted. "Is it something you had to practice or train?" She asked out of curiosity. Lou had finished scrubbing the oven clean after baking some fresh bakery items, getting rid of all traces of crumbs, food, and grease, and was now sweeping the floors when she heard customers entering. Open on the counter was the book she had picked up for free from Quality Quidditch Supplies - Witchery Washings. It was really life changing, giving Lou such instant and intense motivation to clean everything. Broom still in hand, she swept any of the detritus that had entered the pub with them, sweeping it out of the door. Quote:
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Victoria had come in for a quick bite of food. She needed something to hold her over until that evening. She was supposed to go on a date but didn’t want to eat a whole lot and make it to where she wouldn’t eat later. She walked in and noticed Lou. She gave a small wave seeing her handle some customers. Instead of bothering her at that very moment she chose to just lean on the bar and wait. But there was a book... open no less. That made Victoria curious. She scooted closer to the book and looked it over shrugging her shoulders and closing the book she read the title, Witchery Washings she hummed under her breath opening the book back up and ready to read some of it until Lou could get back over to her. |
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