"An ego as big as Wood's?" Alicia looked some what frightened at the very thought, and shook her head. "It's not possible!" She gave Oliver a big smile, though, and slid her arm around Oliver's. "An afternoon with Oliver Wood?" There was an overly dramatic flutter and dreamy sigh. "What did a girl like me do to deserve such an honor?" Flourish and Blotts would be fun to drop in on, as would the rest of the alley. They could see how things were going, mingle and visit with shops they knew. It would be an afternoon that Alicia probably needed.
"She has a point, Oliver," Alicia said, glancing back at the sugar-covered confections behind them. She would have gladly given her right eye for one of those danishes. Or the pumpkin roll. That would have been even better with a cup of hot chocolate.