The person gathering their chocolates placed both boxes on the counter and told them their totals. While Harry dug in his pocket, he gave Oliver a shy sort of smile; he both had and hadn't meant to be heard.
"Anytime, after Faelan. I, uh, don't keep regular hours." Harry thought he might have to buy a box for a game sometime soon. Faelan's birthday was in a few months -- maybe they could make a tradition out of attending games for his day.
He placed his coins on the counter and stepped back to let Oliver finish his transaction. When he was done, Harry led the way out of the shop. "So, this was good. For a change," he laughed.