"Oh," Greer smiled wider. "That would be nice." Now she had something to look forward to.

Reaching into her pocket, Greer checked her ancient, beat up pocket watch that was once her father's. "I've got to get back to work, but I look forward to the treats in Irvingly." She was curious to see how that situation worked as well. It was even more rare than the all-magic Hogsmeade. She had to wonder how the muggles felt about everything. Perhaps she would find out.