Quin was nearly as easily amused as Billie as she hammered away at the shelves, Quin just silently levitating the next thing into place for her to pound together. They were not so dissimilar in their energy levels or inabilities to sit still, that was for sure and Quin had never quite grown out of it. The only time of day he could be found sitting down was at the end of a long day when he physically could stand up no longer.

"O'course I will," Quin reassured her with a goofy grin. "You won't have to worry about food at Hogwarts, it just appears out of thin air, right onto the plates in the Great Hall. You can eat until you pop." Quin had, by no means ever starved in his entire life, even before Hogwarts, but if he remembered right, he'd eaten so much in his first week of school he'd made himself ill. "The kitchens are just for a late night snacks, though the house elves are fun." There was always an adventure to be had at Hogwarts, that was for sure!

Her comment about him not being so stuck up made Quin laugh out loud, a bark of appreciative laughter ringing throughout the empty shop. "I'll take that as a compliment, and yes, my entire family, aside from me, are muggles. Was quite the shock when the Deputy Headmaster showed up at my house telling me about Hogwarts. Was also hard for my sister who didn't get to go. You'll see what I mean soon enough and learn all the magic you want." She was quick, she'd be fine.

"Alright that one looks done, let's move onto the next one." Truthfully Billie hadn't done too bad of a job, Quin really wasn't all that fussed. "Or we could go bake some cinnamon buns?" He offered as an alternative.