Victoria chuckled at her friend’s comment as she fell in step with Miss Owens towards the booth. “Chocolate’s always a good choice, though I hope they have a Butterbeer flavor.” Or just butterscotch in general, if she was being honest. She’d always had a weakness for anything sweet, buttery, and caramel-like.

Despite the cold and wintery weather, the ice cream booth still appeared to be a popular destination, and there was a good amount of people ahead of them. It wouldn’t hurt to make small talk in the meantime. “We miss seeing you at the apothecary,” Tori remarked with a friendly smile. “Potioneering is still going well, I trust?”