It wasn't the first time that Darcie had made a mistake about someone, it wouldn't be the last and she didn't let it bother her now anymore than she would've anywhere else. The woman didn't actually look offended. But she almost smells familiar. Why is that? Darcie didn't think that she'd ever met someone like that. Had she had a better grasp on her thoughts instead of having them scattered by the brief breeze that had driven her inside, to say nothing of their typical state in the first place, then she'd have put a few things together. Like that the only other Brits she knew in town were Madeleine and Antonin. And that the slightly familiar scent was that of Madeleine's home. Yet Darcie wasn't good at piecing things like that together anymore, so she didn't here. She just attached the scent and was going to go about looking for someone else to answer her question when the redhead continued talking and found someone who did work there.
"It's a magic shop," the nametag-wearer declared. "We have a psychic for hire too if either of you are interested in having your fortunes told or palms read. Is there anything I can help you find?"
Darcie's attention had caught and held on the mention of magic. Zaviar was a witch. That she'd already made that connection before asking the wrong woman a question went directly over her head because she really wasn't connected to even her own train of thoughts then. Her fingers were touching something, though, oh! "What's this for?" Darcie asked, motioning at the rose quartz that she'd been touching. "I like it." It didn't seem like it'd make a good heat-rock but it was pretty. Sometimes Darcie remembered that she liked pretty things.
"Rose quartz is known as the love stone. It-" But the word 'love' made Darcie snort and she dismissed it and the woman from her mind, attention going back to the redhead who had that oddly familiar, faint scent. She didn't even notice that her mouth had opened for long for her tongue to dart out and catch the scent better.
"What part of England are you from?" Sometimes she missed home.