Draco laughed. "Well, yes, but it is part of your charm, you see." He stopped when they reached the back of the shop. The books took center stage, of course, so the shelves filled with various types of periodicals were pushed toward the back. "Just ask for what you want. It will come to you." He still got excited about that bit. He liked his current job too even if he sometimes felt intrusive poking around other people's family trees. He could barely sort his own, never mine anyone else's.