Magic Box, Sunday, 11/20
It was a normal day in the shop for Anders, though he'd paid enough attention the last few days to know it wasn't so normal for half his friends. (He wasn't sure why he'd gotten out of turning into his smaller self this time around, but he was grateful for it.)
He made some half-hearted efforts to child-proof the shop, then put a display of Barry Plodder books in the window so he'd be able to sell something if any non-magical kids wandered in. He rather hoped they would; seeing his friends as small children would make the day less boring, and seemed likely to be a good source for laughs and/or blackmail material.
[OOC: Open shop, open post!]
He made some half-hearted efforts to child-proof the shop, then put a display of Barry Plodder books in the window so he'd be able to sell something if any non-magical kids wandered in. He rather hoped they would; seeing his friends as small children would make the day less boring, and seemed likely to be a good source for laughs and/or blackmail material.
[OOC: Open shop, open post!]