Verity grinned, teasingly, "shopping, without me? George!" She chuckled. "You did good. I like them," she told him, nodding. "Speaking of which, we should talk about the uniforms..." she mentioned in a gingerly tone. Seriously, she couldn't do that maroon again. It was the singularly worse color on her!
"Believe it or not, I do try to be on time sometimes," she said sheepishly, not sure if it was exactly true.
"Planned ahead?" she asked, raising a brow. "Well, well," she laughed lightly, "impressive. Mmm, thirty minutes? Let's apparate. While I'm all for exercise, my cushioning charms would be pushing a thirty minute walk."