Alicia had spent the morning sleeping in and had gotten up to go for a run and then head for the market. It was after eleven when she strolled down Diagon at a walk, still a bit sweaty, her hair pulled back in a half coming out pony tail as she drank a bottle of juice and juggled the string sack she brought her marketing home in.
There was a crowd outside the WWW, and she tried to look over the collective heads before eventually pushing her way through the crowd and getting inside.
Fred was surrounded by customers at the register, all holding what looked like little notebooks in various colours and offering up their money, so she looked at the display with interest before seeing another flash of red near the back of the store.
"Excuse me, do you have these in a leopard print?" she asked, hiding a grin as she tried to make her voice sound as vapid as possible