George brought out the last of the boxes. If they wanted the journals after this they were going to have to wait for the twins to make more. That would take at least a couple days to keep up with the momentum of these journals.
He saw a girl come in and grab a book out from under another. "Tsk tsk, that's not very fair." What did he care as long as she paid. However he knew that was a bit of a financial motive but it wasn't like they made these journals for kicks. You grab one, you want one, you pay for one that was the end all be all.
"Any questions?" George asked with arms crossed and a quirked brow.