Angelina hadn't gotten much chance to talk to Aveline at the gala. She'd been a bit preoccupied herself, and didn't manage to see her friend until she'd been busy chatting with her twin. So Angie decided to drop by the shop and chat for a bit before she had to head off to practice.
She dressed in red, unsurprisingly, and Apparated first to the Leaky, then walked through Muggle London to Aveline's little shop. It was late enough that the store should be empty, which meant they could chat a bit. Ave hadn't locked up yet it seemed, and so Angie pushed the door open and headed for the counter. She was stunned to find Aveline face down on it, shoulders shaking as though she were crying. Ange rushed over immediately, smoothing down her friend's hair. "Ave, honey, what's wrong?"