Petunia was on her way into Goods and Stuff for her shift when she was assaulted by an extreme smell of raw fish. She had always hated that smell, it was overpowering and made her feel sick. "Ew!" she couldn't help but say as she entered, glaring at Pettigrew as she did so. He rubbed her the wrong way, he was mousy, far to quiet and just seemed like a horrible person. She could vaguely remember hearing something about him from her nephew but she couldn't remember what it was. She did know that he was a friends of James's though she hadn't had anything to do with him back home or here so far despite working for the same store.
"Couldn't you put those somewhere else? I would prefer not have to smell them all day," she told him scrunching up her nose as she did so.