"Pegged me, quick hands." He laughed, holding them up and wiggling his fingers. He'd gone out for beater as well to increase his chances, but Jess had spent far more time catching things like younger siblings and things his sister chucked at his head than whacking things with a bat.

"Jesse Hatchitt," He nodded and shook her extended hand. "Accidental Magical Reversal Squad." Not only did he love his job, but he thoroughly enjoyed the title as well. It was a mouthful, but it was fun. Taking his trusty notebook from his back pocket, Jess jotted down a couple quick details for later paperwork and looked toward the shop itself. "And now the fun part. I need to head in there in there for a few and speak with the owner." Jess pulled a grimace. "Thanks again for the help Miss Smith, I'm sure you'll never look at a cauldron the same way again." He chuckled.