Bridget had been told that she had enough overtime for the week to cover her for the entire weekend, but since she couldn't have the whole weekend off, her boss let her have the afternoon off. Bridget hardly knew what to do with herself as she wandered down Diagon Alley, resisting the urge to actually shop. Walking into the apothecary, she smirked when she saw Kherrie. The new girl working behind the counter asked Bridget if she needed anything, but she assured the girl that she was fine and walked toward her friend.
"You are practically dancing with that broom and I don't think your dainty feet are touching the floor," she beamed. "What has that boy done to my best friend?" she sighed dramatically, hand on her hip.