Adrienne couldn't decide if the sudden image of her aunt threatening them both was terrifying or hilarious, but nonetheless, a giggle escaped from her as she thought of the possibilities. Still, it would be best to avoid any sort of conflict — after all, they were all stuck with each other over the holidays, so shouldn't they try to make it a happy affair?

The feather on her hat bobbed as she looked about for the shop-keep and fiddled with the buttons on her gloves. In truth, she did fret about it; she'd so looked forward to paying her aunt back in some way for helping her with animagus studies, but she didn't want to tell her uncle about that either on the slim chance that perhaps he either didn't know or wouldn't think it appropriate for someone so young.

As she was mulling over what to tell her uncle, the shop hand appeared at his shoulder with the very set she'd cast her hopes upon. With a little bounce of glee and clap of her hands, she rushed as quickly as she could to pay for it as if it would disappear as soon as it was set on the counter.

"But it's Christmas," she explained, now fishing in her pockets to find her coin purse. "And I would say we all deserve a special treat now and then, wouldn't you?" She gave him a brilliant smile, if not perhaps a bit mischievous as she put the proper payment on the counter.

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