Alicia's eyes scanned the shelves, just browsing for the time being, when a glow-in-the-dark Quaffle caught her attention. She furrowed her brow at the offending object before it got thee best of her and she picked the object up - despite it not meeting regulation standards - and gently tossed it, not wanting to aggravate her old injury. But, oh, it reminded her of how much she missed having a Quaffle in her hands.
She played around with it for a little bit until she heard her name called out and almost out of sheer instinct, put the Quaffle away and turned around and grinned at her friend's voice. "Ange! I was wonderin' when ye would notice me," Alicia admitted, "We'll 'av t' catch up an' everythin', but I 'av t' ask ye - who in their right mind would buy a glow-in-the-dark quaffle?"