Quin didn't often need to sell things at the Hogsmeade Market, but he sometimes sent yesterday's sweets and pastries down to be given away or sold for a fraction of the normal price. They were still good, but not sold-at-full-price-good. Sort of like the baker did with yesterday's breads. It wasn't an income he needed and he liked being able to give the treats away to the local kids if he could. Plus it was nice to get out of the shop every now and then.

It also gave him an opportunity to see what other local vendors had to offer. Quin had help set up the booth and left one of his girls in charge. Summer certainly didn't need him hovering over her; she was far more capable than he was most of the time. (All of the time.)

With his hands behind him, Quin meandered down the stalls, poking his head in here and there. He stopped and bought a little trinket for Dahlia from a traveling artisan. The green of the stones on the simple silver bracelet made him think of her for some reason. Probably plants. That made sense. With that tucked in his pocket, he continued down the lane until he came upon a booth that caught his eye. Dragon... Cheese? Was that really a thing? Just how did one milk a dragon? Quin had so many questions immediately burst to mind that he hadn't realized he was staring, until he looked up at the rather gruff gent standing there selling it.

"I have so many questions," He started with, a mixture of amusement, intrigue and disgust all rolled into his thought bubbles.