Hm, the girl seemed quite embarrased by their little meeting. Maybe he should just let her be, it was making Viggo a little nervous. Well, more nervous actually.

But, he had managed to keep the conversation on the brochoures. Standing infront the pamphlet jungle, Viggo listened to Sarah as she explained what she was looking for. He couldn't help but smile and nod at her when she mentioned she'd be travelling with the parentals... until she was of age. Hehe. Ofcourse, he knew what she meant, and it was something Viggo had been trying hard to break free off. Which led him here... far away from home. "You wouldn't like to travel alone one day? I mean, '' while you're still young"...could be fun." He made air quotations marks abd gave her a crooked smile.

Most people would either frown or look disinterested at the mention of Nessie, but the girl seemed more excited at the mention of it. His smile fell though, when she told him she couldn't swim. He regarded her for a short moment, but was soon looking happy again. "Oh, well that's quite allright, you'll be in full diving equipment...the only thing you'll need to do is stay in the water. The equipment will help you stay afloat and all that." Nod nod. "AND you'll have a guide all the time, he will be able to help you." Oh yes he would.

Ah! The vampiressss. "Yes indeed. Mr Branimir has been a most gracious host for our wizard and witch friends who book a tour with him. They most especially enjoy the tour into the batcave and the photo opportunty with the count. Which by the way, I should warn you - Count Branimir's reflection doesn't show on the picture!" He mockingly put a hand over his gasping mouth but dropped it and smiled at the girl.

Muggles? Oooh, how interesting! He was momentarly fascinated by the fact that she was muggleborn, looking at her with interest. Viggo, being a pureblooded wizard, was quite curious about the muggles. "Uhm," he blinked, trying to focus on the subject, "Well, yes, both of these trips are suitable for muggles. There's no need for usage of magic really, and it would be fine with the one person, you, being able to perform incase there is any great need for it." Like trying to stunn a werewolf or something, but that rarely happened. "But maybe you would like something closer to a muggle holiday - but still have a little something 'wizard' in it?"

Turning to the brochoures again, he ran a finger down all the papers to find the ones he was looking for. "Like this one," he handed it to her, "You get to spend one or more nights with a centaur for a guide that will teach you everything about the stars..." A fantastic opportunity. "It's quite a nice thing, and it's definitely a nice way to spend a relaxing time."

"Maybe you'd like a more adventurous one?" He grabbed another informative piece of paper and opened it to show her, "How about Giant Watching?" Ey? "You get to hike up some amazing scenery in Minsk, along with a guide ofcourse, and then find your destination in the mountains where you will see the amazing giants. They are quite fantastic creatures to behold." He nodded matter of factly. Even though they might want to dismember you... Heh.

Or maybe she wanted something more...girly. Like, y'know, the way girls were...girly. Maybe she wanted to ride ponies and go ...shopping? Er. No.

Egypt blushed at his compliment. "Oh thank you, but its me thats happy to have Alexa as a friend and this is a small token to repay her for her devoted friendship," Egypt told him softly. Alexa was like one of her sisters and she would do the same for any of them. She tried not to get misted up about it.

She nodded. "Thats wonderful." She was glad they could do everything she was asking, and she knew she was asking for a lot, but she wanted this to be special and she wanted them to enjoy themselves.

This was too much, this young man was clearly spinning from a sugar overdose. If he were her son she would know just want to do to calm him down, but he was a grown man and she couldn't rightly toss him into the pool. "I am fine dear, just fine," she assured him.

She couldn't help the giggling and it was nice to hear some manly giggling from Viggo. Not that there was anything wrong with a man letting a girlish giggles escape every now and then. "Oh that would be perfect. I would hate to book a date and then found out I have to change the dates. As soon as I know the dates I can come back and finalize everything." she explained.

She followed him over to the main desk to finalize the details of Warren and Alexa's wedding present. "Is that a troll?" she asked with a suppressed grin. "Yes all that and someone to take pictures, well maybe that is a bit much," she thought out loud. Alexa and Warren were private people and she wasn't rightly sure that they wouldn't hex someone following them around snapping pictures all the bloody time. "Yes I think that is a but much so never mind." she told him finally.

She thought about it, "I don't care what the cost is. I'm paying for all of this and price doesn't matter to me." she explained to him. "But I think flooing maybe a better way for them to go. They aren't the sort of people to fuss about with the things." She didn't even think that Warren could even fit on a muggle plane. The man was just a mountain.

He exhaled with a smile. Visiting the region was going to be a lot more affordable than he'd imagined and that was going to make getting to and from it very conduscive to his plan. Drawing out his galleons, he paid the nice shopkeeper lady and took up the itin she'd given him. He stood up tall and prepared to head out. "Thank you! Thank you again! I shall stop in when I've returned to let you know all about it and at this price, perhaps book another trip." With that, he stuffed the itinerary into his outerwear robe and headed for the bustling streets of Diagon Alley.

Brittany waved goodbye. "Have a great trip!", she called out. "I can't wait to see your scrapbook of memories once you return!" Ahhh, Brittany's scrapbooks brought her so much pleasure, she had collected a magical scrapbook of every single place she had ever visited and that was something she believed was part of her secret. It was so easy to show the shop visitors and tell them about it by using the scrapbooks as a tool, and it was fun, too. She encouraged all her patrons to keep a scrapbook of their trip, because she just loved seeing all the pictures and hearing the stories and there were a few places out there she hadn't actually visited yet.

Probably.

Why exactly she had chosen to enter Terrortours Nancy did not have a clue but there she was. There she was standing inside the shop a little awkwardly, not sure what to do now. She didn't want to go anywhere after all. Not with her parents anyhow. Tugging a little too hard at the leash in her right hand she noticed out of the corner of her eyes that the black-and-white hairball attached to it had tumbled over. Oh well, he'd survive. Cats had nine lives after all...or was it seven? Anyhow, more than one...

Chewing on her lower lip - something which she still hadn't been able to get rid of even though she was indeed feeling better already - Nancy hovered next to a few shelves a little awkwardly. Why was she here again? Chis wasn't helping much either for he had simply chosen to clean himself right now, right there on the floor. Why, oh why, had she had her parents talk her into this? Well, she knew why...not that it had helped too much with the tension between them. Hey! She could book a trip for them...that way they weren't around for at least a week, or two.

Ooopsie! Viggo made her blush. Ack, was it weird that he had NO IDEA what to do. But he acted like he didn't see it and just took on a serious concentraded expression and nodded at her words. Yes yes. "That is...beautiful." He told her. It really was. Gosh he was a softy. Hehe.

"Yes, ofcourse, that would work." He nodded, scribbling some more stuff on the notebook. He needed to write down all the information for her, and ask her for her beatuiful...ahem, signature. He leaned on the front desk and looked at her, like the silly boy he was.

Huh? A troll? "Where!?" EEeeeeeeeek! A TROLL! No wait... he followed her gaze to the shock-pink fluffy hairy troll. "Oh..." Huh, he hadn't noticed it. "Uh yes, I believe it is." He looked at it for a moment, confused, and then looked up at the lady again with a bright smile.

Ah yes, pictures! "We can send along a camera if you wish? And our chefs and tour guides all know how to handle both a muggle and wizard camera, so that shouldn't be a problem for them to snap some pictures of your dear friends." Nod nod.
And flooing, very goodly. Hehe. "Yes, it IS quicker and un-fuzzed..." he thought of that word for a moment. He could've come up with something better. Heh. "Uhm, so then...the cost in total for all the wonderfulness would be..."

Giving the lady another quick smile before diving into the scribbling of the paper... Scribble scribble dot.

Scratchy. Scribble-scribble. Liiiiiiiiiiiiine.

He paused, once more the hairy troll about to be chewed, but Viggo remembered this time and he managed to avoid it. Looking up at the beautiful lady, Viggo smiled. Akwardly. He didn't like to talk about money. It made people uncomfortable... it made HIM feel weird and he wanted to give people free trips if he could.
"So...this wonderful trip will cost..." Clearing of throat. "1150 Galleons."


LA LA Lal aLA la lalal lla la laaaaaaaaaaa.



Heeeeeey...
He remembered her...
Viggo narrowed her eyes to see if he was infact remembering that girl from last year. Not that squinting was a good way to better your vision, since you were infact limiting it- Oh, you get the point.

He had already startled one girl today, he didn't want to do it again, so- "Hello there!" He hollered from where he stood, but totally realised that was a stupid thing to do. He thought that announcing your presence was better than slowly walking towards a girl and scaring her.

Or maybe it WAS better? hE hE!

The plan was evolving in her head now, causing a small smirk to flash across her face. Yes, that was it. That way she'd have at least two quiet weeks with nobody giving her annoyed and/or disappointed glances. Yes, now, the only question was where should she send them off to?

At the sound of somebody calling out - apparently addressing her as "there" - Nancy's blue eyes flickered towards the assistant, and away from a USA brochure. That would be far far away from Liverpool. Hehe... Anyhow, the assistant, Viggo, she remembered from last year which was partly why she flashed him a grin. "Hey there."

Dragging her cat behind her - who had decided that it was now time to take a little nap. Well, the shop's floor needed a little dusting anyhow - Nancy approached the young assistant, hoping he'd have time for her now.

Brittany turned, there was a new person in the store, a girl, and she turned to go help her but realized that Viggo was already taking care of the situation. This was someone Viggo seemed to know anyway, Brittany would wait for another client and handle it. Ah, Viggo was an excellent employee, so on top of things. It would give Brittany a chance to go through her scrapbooks and dream for a few minutes, at least until the next person came through the doors of the shop. Hmmm, one never knew when that would be, did one? And Brittany did love to dream.

She smiled at the young woman and at Viggo. "Carry on," she said. "I'll be here if you need me."

He turned to his boss, who was looking quite thrilled. "Yes Miss Brittany, thankyou." He gave her an excited grin and bowed a little.

Aw, she was the best boss everrr.

Okay! No sudden startled movements. Way to go Viggo. Smirkness.
He smiled at the girl not quite moving yet, because it didn't occur to him to do so, and watched her walk over to him...

... with something being dragged behind her.

He craned his neck and tilted the head to look at this something...which looked like a furry something with two ears. Or was that the eyes...or the mouth and one ear. What WAS that? He blinked, but quickly straightened up when she now stood infront of him. "Good day, miss Nancy." Ah yes, he remembered her, the fair lady who had visited this same Agency last summer. "How's your summer so far? Planning on a nice trip?" And then he remembered the other thing, "Did you ever visit Birkirkara?" He smiled happily at her.

Nancy acknowledged Viggo's attempts to look at the alive black-and-white mop which was stubborn enough to not get up even though she was dragging it across the whole shop. Pfft. "Chis apparently thought your shop needed a little dusting." She commented with a little roll of her eyes towards the cat on the floor next to her. Annoying furball...why did everybody else think he was cute? He was a MONSTER!

Her smile widened as she raised her eyebrows a little in positive surprise. He had remembered her name as well. "Good day, Viggo." And no, there had been no glancing at his name-tag, she had indeed remembered his name as well. Hehe... "To answer your first question, my previous summers have been better to be honest but you know, I'll survive." A little sigh escaped her lips, though, she did not want to dwell on the subject for too long. She was fine after all. Besides now she did indeed have a plan to improve her summer. A little anyhow...

"Birkirkara?" Oh wow, he had indeed remembered. Nancy couldn't help but grin at him as she twirled the end of her leash around her finger absentmindedly. "Why yes, we have actually. For the last week of the summer holidays." Good times...though the people did have strange accents there. Anyways, back to the actual reason she'd come here. "I...er...I might need your help with something, Viggo." Now, how to explain that she wanted to get rid of her parents for two weeks?

"Oh." Was all Viggo said in a slightly confused manner. The little fluff ball did indeed look cute. He wanted to pet it, but wasn't really sure where its head was... Er. "Maybe its thirsty?"

...

WHY would it be thirsty?

He smiled and inclined his head at the girl for remembering his name. He was however worried when she mentioned she wasn't having such a nice summer. "Is everything allright?" He regarded her for a minute, wondering if she would share her troubles. But, he sort of knew she wouldn't, seeing as he was practically a complete stranger.

And they DID go to Malta! Awesome. "Oh, that's great! Yes, they do indeed have remarkable accents." He loved that. He was curious to hear if she had enjoyed the city though. It was a wonderful city. But hm, she wanted help with something? He became serious and leaned closer as if sharing something supersecret. "Is it about these little dragons?" he waved one infront of her. Oh, so now the WHOLE CITY had heard of his awesome Swedish Short Snout carvings. Ah, bless. Snort.

Thirsty? Nancy blinked at him a little, before glancing down at Chis who had finally decided to get up and stretch a little. "You think he's thirsty?" Where had that come from? Had she missed something? Huh?

The way Viggo was now looking at her made Nancy gulp and immediately regret having mentioned it at all. She could have just said that her summer was great and with that they would have moved on to another subject. Oh well, now it was too late. "My parents and I had a little...disagreement." Was what she finally replied, averting her eyes towards a random brochure on the counter. Now, on to more cheerful topics...

Nancy couldn't help but giggle a little as he mentioned the Maltese accent. At least she wasn't the only one who thought they sounded strange. "Yeah, it's like...it still sounds a little Arabic when they talk English...you know what I mean?" Yes, awesome description. NOT. "Have you been there already?" It sounded like he had...though he might just be a well-informed shopkeeper.

A smirk playing around her lips she automatically leaned in a little as well, still trying to figure out how to word this properly. "Well, you know, I-" Nancy stopped mid-sentence, though, with a slightly dopey expression on her face as her eyes followed the dragon which was being waved in front of her face. Er... "What are those?" Glancing up at Viggo in confusion Nancy smirked, before her eyes went back at the little dragon. She wanted one of those!

"Um..." Viggo noticed the blinking. When she looked down at the fluffyness, he craned his neck again to look around and behind her. "Maybe...or it could be hungry?"

Oh how would he know! He was just trying to strike up some conversation!

But he was really interested in why she had said that about her summer, and he kept watching her for any sign of something odd. Though it was difficult, seeing as he didn't actually KNOW the girl. Any quirky stuff she did might just be the usual thing with her. Ah, disagreement. At this, Viggo smiled grimly and nodded. Yeah, he knew disagreements allright. Him being here had started one. Or many. "I'm sorry to hear that, Nancy." Sincerely sorry. "Just hope keep standing your ground and make them listen to you." He flashed her a soft butt happier smile now.

The accent was awesome in Viggo's opinion. "Aaah, yes. Oh, you should read about their history, it's phenomenal." He nodded, looking like he had gotten lost in his thoughts. "Yes...yes." He nodded with an air of nostalgia. TOTALLY not answering her question. Hehe.

Wait... Huh? She wasn't here for the dragon? THEN WHAT COULD IT BEEEEEE?
"This," he gave it another shake, "Is a carved Swedish Short Snout dragon." Happy smiiiiiiiiiile. "You can have it, if you want." Oh, hopefully she'd accept it. "Still not interested in a trip to Sweden? You might see some of these?" Hehehe.

She near jumped out of her heels when she squealed when she mentioned the word troll. He almost had her thinking there was a real troll roaming Diagon Ally and he was going to eat her children for breakfast. "You almost gave me a heart attack," she told clutching her chest and giving him another arched eyebrow raise.


She could see he was uncomfortable talking about money and Egypt honestly couldn't understand why. "Only 1150?" she asked thinking it was going to be more expensive than that. "Well that is very reasonable, " she smiled at him hoping to relax him. Nathan got the same way when she wanted to talk about money. It wasn't that big of a deal if you asked her. "You must be a master at finding deals to get this package at that price," maybe if she stroked his ego a bit he wold relax.

Viggo put a hand to his chest, bowing his head to the beautiful woman. "Oh, I beg your pardon, miss. Just thought there was a troll walking about...yeah, nevermind..." The TRAVELLING! Let's concentrate on that, shall they? YES.

Only? Hah! Oh... "Yes?" He said with an akward voice, his eyebrow raised as his lips formed in an weird angle. He then cleared his throat and straightened up some more, "Uh, I mean yes." And then at her compliment, Viggo tried to look nonchalant, but wiggled his eyebrows and waved an arm as if it wasn't a big deal. But he was blubbling inside. Hehe. "Ohhh...pfft, it's no big deeeeeeeal...hehehe."

But well now, back to being professional, ey? "So...I'm just going to make a little paper here..." With a wave of his wand, a piece of parchment flew up along with a quill that began to scribble furiously on the paper. When it was done, it floated down next to Viggos hand on the desk. "This is just a reciept that we have booked this trip for you..." he explained, "If you could please write your name and contact information - incase we need to - and then when you have found out the date of when your friends will get married, you can just grace us with your presence again..." he trailed off, feeling his cheeks flush a little. Oh man, he couldn't believe he just said that. Viggo gave her a shy smile that turned into folding his lips into his mouth for a short moment. Right... "Uhm... You can come back here when you know the dates and we'll get the tickets and the confirmation ready for you. Sound good?" Heeeeeeeeh...

Embarrasssiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!
Oh he hoped Miss Brittany hadn't seen or heard that.

Nancy raised her eyebrows ever so slightly at Viggo's next suggestion, smiled however at him after eyeing her cat for a moment. "You think so? Though, to be honest-" At this she leaned in a little, her lips curling up into a smirk. "-I don't care too much...we don't really get along." She sighed and shrugged slightly, her blue eyes flickering towards Chis in exasperation. And just as if to prove her point Chis hissed a little at her, just randomly HISSED at her. Even though she hadn't done anything wrong. Guh! "See?!" Nancy pointedly glanced at Chis before rolling her eyes at Viggo.

A little self-consciously Nancy averted her gaze once again, chewing on her lower lip and tugging a little at a lose strand of dark-blonde hair. Her eyes flashed back to meet Viggo's at the sincerety in his voice as he told her that he was sorry. "That's sweet, Viggo." The 17 year old gave him a genuine smile and nodded slowly. "Yes...I am...otherwise I wouldn't be allowed to go back to Hogwarts for my last year." At this she heaved a small sigh before grinning a little half-heartedly. "Now, onto more cheerful topics, though." Yes, or something.

Like Malta? Er... Well, it was definitely better than talking about her problems at home. History? "Uhm...oh, really? D'you have a book about that maybe?" Not that she was thaaaaaaat interested but he was so cutely excited about the whole thing she just had to feign a little interest. And she had adored Malta after all...

Her hand automatically went into the direction of the dragon Viggo was literally waving into her face, however, she stopped just before she got to touch it. She was acting like a little child with a piece of chocolate. Now, she was supposed to be mature and all, so no grabby hands at the dragon. BUT SHE WANTED ONE!!! "Oh, I can?!" BEEEEAAM!!! A happy grin on her face she reached out for the dragon. Hehe... "Thank you!" Wow, it was so awesome. And Viggo was too cause he had given it to her. "Like for real?" Cause she wasn't too keen on meeting any of those dragons for real. No not at all. Not alone anyhow. "Only if you come with me." Hehe...

Oh, no, ofcourse he had no clue what the cat needed. Viggo gave Nancy a loopsided smile and also leaned in to hear what she was going to say. Oh, they didn't get along that well? That was too bad- Whoa! What was that!? He actually jumped a little at the weird hissing that was coming from the cat. Heh.

Good, she wasn't letting anyone else make decisions for her. "Oh, well tht would be bad indeed. Your last year? Congratulations." He grinned at her and then nodded at the request to move onto more happier subjects.

She wanted to see a book about Malta? Did they HAVE any? Bah, was he happy right now? YES. "Ofcourse!" More grinning. "Let me go get it." He jogged over to another shelf, even though it wasn't that far away, ran his fingers along the spines of the many books with his tounge between his teeth. Grabbing the book he hurried back to the girl. "Here you are." Hehe.

But...she seemed more interested in the dragon. Haha. "Yes, ofcourse." Seeing her reach for it, he let her take it and couldn't help but grin at how excited she looked. Gosh. Aw...it was just a silly wooden dragon... He shyly looked at her, feeling his cheeks starting to flush. But the next thing she said made him gape at her. "Oh, uhm..." Oh dear Merlin. "S-sure, I'd love to show you around." Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh! He leaned against the front desk, but clumsily slided sideways and stumbled a little before regaining his balance.

What was he supposed to do now??? Alaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrm! "But I'm sure...you'll be able to take care of yourself." A silly grin appeared on his face...

She waited till she had caught her breath before answering. "Well you have some quick reflexes I dare say you could have taken a troll down without even blinking," she highly doubted that but there wasn't a reason to be mean to the young man. He was being very sweet.

Egypt watched the emotions flicking across his face. It was really amusing. "Well then that price is hardly anything to stress over. Its honestly quite reasonable in fact." she explained to him. She thought it was going to be much more expensive.

She nodded and took the slip of parchment. She took his pen and scribble down her information. "I would be happy to come see you again," she winked at the blushing young man. Even though she was insanely in love with Nathan it was still nice to be flirted with every now and then. "Yes everything sounds good. Thank you so much for all your help." she stood up and held out her hand. "Its been very interesting," she smiled.

Nancy couldn't quite suppress a smirk as Viggo actually jumped at Chistery hissing at her. Oh, well, she was already so used to it that it didn't even bother her much anymore. "Oh, no worries. He only does that to me." If he wasn't running off of course, that is. But that was why she had the leash. Hehe... Genuis her.

Why was he congratulating her? What for? For having managed to make it to her Graduation Year? With a small, a little vague smile Nancy replied, "Er...thanks?" Whatever for. Well, at least they didn't talk about her parents anymore.

The way Viggo was apparently totally happy and excited about her request made Nancy grin at him broadly. How cute. "Of course!" She repeated with a little giggle as he literally skipped off to go search for a good Malta-book. Watching him Nancy cocked her head slightly to the side as he returned and handed her the book. "Oh, thanks. I'm sure it's just-" Er Yes, what exactly? Interesting? "-great." She smiled broadly at him - trying to cover up her slight lack of excitement for the book - and flipped through the book for a moment before she turned her attention back to Viggo.

...and the dragon of course. Squeal! "Thank you!" Nancy gushed as she took the dragon from him with an excited beam on her face. It was so pwetty. "Where did you get it from?" Probably from Sweden...another reason she should probably go there some time. Hehe... Nancy felt her lips curl up a little as she noticed how Viggo's cheeks flushed slightly, why she was not entirely sure.

Putting the dragon a little closer to her face to examine it more closely Nancy unfortunately missed his initial reaction to her suggestion. But as soon as he spoke up again Nancy immediately got the impression that he was a little nervous...or unsure of something. "Great!" She grinned at him and had just been about to avert her eyes to the dragon again when he...almost slided off the counter. Er... Nancy couldn't quite suppress a small chuckle and the smirk on her lips was also quite obvious but she chose not to comment. Not even a tiny sarcastic remark...

A small smug grin appeared on her lips at his next comment and her eyes flickered towards his face again. In the end she simply chuckled and poking him lightly on the arm she exclaimed, "Anyhow...Jeez! You're distracting me, Viggo. That was not what I initially came in here for!"

Oh, he was well chuffed with the woman's comment. He smiled goofily, shaking his head in a nonchalant matter and finished off with a lazy wave. Hehehe. "That's mighty kind of you to say, miss." Hm. He didn't even know her naaaaaaaaaame!

OH well, then there was nothing to worry about! Or, well, Viggo always thought the hardest part about working in a shop was having to deal with money. Might've been more fun if they exchanged a trip to the Easter Islands for a flower. Bahaha! Hippie style.

Viggo glanced at the miss when she started scribbing her info, looking away and stepping off to re-arrange the little shelf nearby so he wasn't hoovering over here. He knew how amazingly annoying that could be. When he heard her voice, he almost pirouetted around to face the woman again. Allrighty, he must find a spell to get rid of the blushing. He was sure he had never blushed this much...in a DAY. "Oh, why thankyou, miss. Come back...anytime."

Oh, oh, oh! She was leaving!? Awwwwwwwww...
"Why, it's been a pleasure, miss." He smiled happily and shook her...soft hand. Goofy smiiiile! "If you have any questions at all, please do not hesitate to Owl me- um, us...anyone here. But...probably me since I was the one who helped you..." Allright enough with the babbling. Anywho! Cough. "...and we'll be more than happy to answer your inquiries!"

Let go of her hand, Viggo. OH! Yes! But but but... "I am Viggo by the way, just ask for me if you need to." He smiled kindly and hoped she would say her name in return. He felt like a snoop if he would read her information and find out her name from there.


He wasn't really sure if he should be worried or relieved that the cat only hissed at Nancy... well relieved maybe, but it was weird and it sort of worried him if the cat would attack (hehe! It rhymed!) the girl. He simply nodded and looked uncertain.

Hm, she didn't look that happy about graduating? Viggo would be beyond excited. It meant he could do whatever he wanted. But, moving on, because now they were onto some interesting topics here. "It's a very interesting read, I'm sure you'll like it." Even though he had NO CLUE what this girl liked. Though he did know she didn't like the kitty. Hehe.

Aw, he hadn't thought those little dragons would be so appreciated. He needed to 'Geminio' some more. From where? "Oh, ummm... I just...carved them over the summer." No biggie. Hehe.

He wasn't really sure if the girl was serious or not... Or if he should be worried or flattered. Hehe. He smiled big at her and drummed his finger on the desk in a nervous matter. And uh, she had seen his slip. Bleh! Anyhow, nothing to do about that now... he was a serious bussiness man with a- Fudge it, he wanted to help the girl find her future favorite destination.

Smiling more softly now, he inclined his head and clasped his hands together. "With what can I help you with, Miss Nancy?"

Brittany continued to look through the scrapbooks, continuing to lose herself in the moment as she relived some of her fond memories of her travels abroad. Ahhh, those were some wondrous times and some wondrous places. Perhaps she could have a scrapbooking class here or something, she wondered if witches and wizards were into that kind of thing. She knew that a lot of muggles were and still, the idea was interesting.

How had she gotten so sidetracked? It seemed to happen all the time with her, and that might not be such a good thing. Ah, Viggo was handling all the customers in an excellent manner. "Let me know if you need my help, Viggo!", she called out. It was great to have such an able assistant.

Nancy nodded slowly as she glanced down at the book in her hands once again. An interesting read? Somehow she really doubted that but you never knew. Viggo seemed to be completely convinced that it was, though, so she grinned up at him. "Yes, well, we'll see." Errr. "I'm sure it's going to be...interesting." Well, if she didn't like the book she could always smack Chistery with it. So there, it was a win-win situation. Hehe...

Her jaw dropped and she gaped at Viggo for a moment, probably not looking too intelligent in doing so. He had made them himself?! Seriously?! "You...whoa...you're awesome!" She stated, her eyes back on the dragon in her hand, examining it even more closely than before. He had carved them? "Why can't I do stuff like that?" Well, obviously this was a rhetorical question, more directed at herself than Viggo, but she still glanced up at the assistant as if he was going to provide an answer to her question.

Watching Viggo for a moment, Nancy cocked her head slightly to the side in amusement. Something told her that he was not entirely sure if she was serious with the whole going to Sweden thing. Hehe... Even though, she would have enjoyed it even more to dwell on that subject a little longer, he was right, there was a reason which she had come in here for and it did not involve going to Sweden.

"Weeellll...the thing is...I want to book a trip for my parents." At this Nancy smiled sweetly - maybe a little TOO sweetly - at Viggo. It was probably rather obvious that she did not just want to be a nice daughter who bought them something just because she felt like it. Besides, if Viggo put two and two together he probably figured that out too...she had told him about the conflicts with her parents after all.

What Josephina really needed was some new robes and maybe some for Baisley too; but she wasn't quite ready for clothing shop yet. After all, she knew the students would be bustling in and out of there - taking up much of the shopkeepers' times, leaving little time for personalized attention. And being a middle child, she needed more individualized attention.

Which is what led the average height, brown-eyed woman into Terrortours. A nice, quieter store, with less headaches than some of the other shops at this time of year. Besides, her and traveling went hand-in-hand. So while she knew she wouldn't have time to travel anyplace before the start of term, it couldn't hurt to plan for Christmas ... Or next summer even.

Skimming over the walls of brochures, she picked one up and casually began reading it over.

Shopping bags still in hand, Lexi Carlton continued her walk down the streets of Diagon Alley. As she passed by each shop, she made mental notes to herself to come back later for something or another she felt she had to buy. Books---she needed a few more reference materials for a few of the classes she planned to teach this term. She'd get those later, though. Robes---she needed a set of staff robes for when the school year officially got underway. She'd get those later on, too, though.

It seemed that each and every item on her shopping list was being cast away as something she could always do later. She was just about ready to turn around and head in the opposite direction when a little shop just around the bend caught her eye. TerrorTours---had that always been there? Lexi had been to Diagon Alley a million and one times, yet she'd never seen this particular shop before. When her curiosity got the best of her, she gently pushed open the shop door and headed inside. Her blue eyes scanned the area, taking in the sights of something new and different for her.

Her eyes finally settled on a display of brochures lining a nearby wall. Still curious to see what this TerrorTours place was all about and what sorts of tours they featured, she shrugged her shoulders and made her way over. Seeing that there was another----girl? young woman? person...---already standing there, Lexi stood off to the side so as not to be in the way. That was, of course, until a pretty pink brochure caught her eye. "Excuse me," she said, reaching over and plucking a brochure from the rack. "...looked sort of interesting." She gave the young woman a polite smile before focusing her attention on the brochure.

Shaking her head as she read about halfway through the brochure, she knew that particular place wasn't for her. Settling it back into its spot, her hazel eyes scanned the rack some more and she was about to select one about Peru, when someone - woman - reached over her and took the pink one from just above where her hand was.

Giving her the smallest of smiles, she was about to go back to her reading, when Josephina noticed an odd familiarity about the woman's facial structure. Instead of reading, she just held the Peru brochure oddly in front of her, tilting her head to the side. Where could she have known her from? She hadn't been to England in over five years and she had contact with very few people when she was researching around the globe. No, she'd been far too interested in her studies of the future to become overtly friendly with those she did meet.

"I.. Sorry" she said, realizing she'd been staring for a moment too long. Shaking her head. "It's just that, you look really familiar."