Octavius had proven already that he cleaned up well. But part of her liked him in his normal. She liked it when he was relaxed and comfortable.
Meaghan shrugged thoughtfully. "It's steady. That's all I can ask. I get people who just arrive in the village looking for a replacement for their broom from home mostly rather than actual Quidditch supplies. I hope that side of the business will pick up when the weather warms up. How's business for you?"