Khaat was glad everyone had seemed to find something they wanted. "Well," she told Ronata, "my mother owns an art gallery in Diagon Alley. I haven't been to Hogsmeade in several months, so I don't have any idea what's there now. But Mom likes watercolors like that, so she might be interested in showing some of his work. See if you can get a business card or two of his, would you please? I might go next door. Fiora says it s a shop that specializes in homemade lotions and bath products and perfumes."
Khaat left the shop, leaving Brian to, quite willingly, cart her packages into the alley and condense them into one shopping bag by shrinking things a bit. Meanwhile she wandered into the shop next door. She was delighted. The shop was filled with lotions, perfumes, bath oils, soaps, shower gels, cosmetics and all sorts of things. They had products for men, women, children, and infants. Khaat was amazed and delighted to find the ingredients were all natural herbs and oils and spices and used mainly olive oil as a base. She found there was a line of candles, and a whole line of the most gorgeous jewelry she'd ever seen all customed designed using Italian glass beads.
"Buy anything you want," Brian said softly in her ear, now beside her. "We can afford it."
"Don't say that or I'm liable to do it," she looked back at him and smiled.