Daff wasn't going to be able to come into the shop for much longer and she was trying to help get things as organized as she could before she was confined to Hogsmeade. Fortunately for her, the manager of the shop was far more organized than she was and so she wasn't too worried. She could still help handle some of the paperwork and bookkeeping from home by owl and she would make sure she could continue to do some arrangements from her own greenhouse as well. All of this business was good, it kept her mind off the sinkhole at the park and her most recent interaction with Noble.

She was in her office when she heard a voice in the shop proper and waited a beat to see if anybody would beat her to it, but she figured she could use a little break from the books anyway. She pushed back from her desk, still getting used to the visible little bump she now carried everywhere with her. Her hands settled there naturally as she rounded into the front of the shop. "Hi there, how can I help you?"