An amused smirk tugged at the corner of her lips at his remark and she took the final short step off of the cracked platform in front of the door. His sale offer wasn't appealing in the least, but she took a step closer to the window, tilting her head to get a closer look at the shrunken heads. She hadn't been lying when she said they were locally made. Perhaps she'd have a chat with Molly about having them confiscated....no....she'd let the woman's aurors come to that conclusion on their own, and perhaps make it a little more interesting in the process.
"Selwyn-Prideaux," she finished for him, blinking before turning her eyes away from the window. "I'm not deaf enough to take up that offer, Mr. Pepper. However, getting the shop to take them off your hands should be simple enough..."