Mia, Draco, and the excited Alhena wasted no time that morning getting to Vane. After a bit of explanation to the guards, Lemia, and Nash, a spot of breakfast, and some playful exploring by the wolf pup ("What a sweet little dear!" Lemia had exclaimed), the three of them set out to Black Rose Street.

Draco's shop was in need of some cleaning up. And perhaps a name.

Not to mention Ramus would be interested in the amount Draco owes him.

But that will come when they actually reach Meribia. For now, they are walking down the main street of Vane, headed for the stairs. Alhena occasionally chases after some of the birds that flutter too close by.

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Draco strode in, gave a dismissive annoyed sniff at the dust, and got out his wand.

He then pointed it to the floor nearby, and went "Scourgify!" Blasting away the dust.

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Draco smirked at that, and continued with blasting dust.

He followed them to the back rooms, "Yes, leave them for now. I'll deal with them later."

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"Maybe a fake cauldron, and a few ingredients." More likely herbs, nothing really good or useful. Same with any potions on display.

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Draco nodded, "Change some decorations here. And I'll see about proofing the floor against most accidents and spills. And yes, more shelves. I'll see about splitting up the types into sections."

He added to Mia, "I'll have to research the potions here like that Angel's tears, and the others you mentioned, in case people want to buy those here as well."

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Draco nodded, "I also wanted to compare for effectiveness of my potions. But they seem to work so far."

He stared at her, "I could just create some with some wood. It would be tricky for the right spell."

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"You poor man, how do you manage to stay sane?" He wryly remarked with some dry humour. "I suppose so." As long he didn't have to do much himself with his hands.

Alhena in the meantime, had curled up in one of the chairs to nap. Not play or food now, so must sleep.

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Draco remarked, glancing around, and fussing with a random shelf, "Well, actually I guess you know my tastes tend toward lavish, if tasteful. So hopefully nothing too lacy from either of us?"

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"Of course I wouldn't, don't be silly," he scoffed.

After a pause, he added, "Now tablecloths with a monogram on the corner... that might be all right."

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"No, they'll know it belongs to us. But why not show off what you have, and what you are while you're at it?" She might regret the return of his confidence and inflated ego.

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Hmmm, if she thought it was safe enough, he lifted his arms up to embrace her.

"Well, nothing wrong with flaunting what you have at least a little," he demurred.

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"What? Being too close around here, or arguing at odd times? We do need to break the latter habit I suppose."

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