"I do believe that those people probably don't hear all that well, Thrusty," Don replied, his nose crinkling up at the thought. "I've heard croaky old people who used to smoke and it really isn't pleasant. Perhaps you ought to just get rid of the pack?" He didn't make a move to take it from Orsino though because he knew that it was hard to give up a vice, especially with how things were now.
He snorted in amusement and looked toward the store. "So I'm supposed to be the voice of reason? We'll see, but I can't promise that I will be. For all you know I'll let you buy one half of the store and I'll buy the other." He typically had Elizabeth to be his voice of reason and she didn't typically come to the music stores that were in the wizarding world and so she expected him to use his own discretion. He was pretty sure he didn't have any of that.
"So, let's head on it," Don said, pulling the door open and holding it so that Orsino could go in. "Do you have something specific in mind? Because I know you just bought a lot the other day..."