"Every woman should have a purse that has more room in it than there seems," Pandora said with a reassuring smile. She might not work the floor much, but she knew how to do it, once she got used to it and usually when people didn't know who she was. "We'll start with trunks, then, and go on to tents. Then I'll get the details for the bag so you can bring it in later."
Pandora's eyebrows managed to stay where they were at the relatively warm welcome. Some of the Aurors who came through here refused to deal with her at all. She kept a polite smile on her face, though inside for a moment she dreadfully wanted to blurt out questions regarding her brother. They had been so close before, despite their competitiveness; she missed him. She managed to keep the question casual though, and down to only one. "Is he doing well, then?"
She shrugged a shoulder. "In defense of that, your Aunt was over at our house quite a bit when I was little," she confessed with a small smile. "As for your mother, well, I'm out of touch these days." The nice way of saying 'no one in my family speaks to me anymore.'
"Well, thank you. I hope you continue to be pleased with it. These are the types of trunks we have. We don't necessarily have them all in stock, but more can be ordered and spelled to your specifications. How many spaces were you looking to have in one?"