Melinda looked over at him - she couldn't very well tell him she was part of a sting operation, could she? At least not here.
"Well, last time I was in Diagon, I was Stunned, so I figure any little bit that can help me is worth the galleons," she said, looking intently into his eyes and hoping he'd take the hint. With a smile, she turned back to the vendor and asked how much.
A moment later, it was hers (or really, the Ministry's) and she reluctantly affixed it to her robes. Ugly, but she needed to keep up the pretense of her really being in its so-called powers.
Her nose twitched a little and she rubbed at it absently, her hand moving to smooth her hair back too.