Daff had finally managed to settle into working in her office again. She'd rearranged, redecorated a little bit and it felt a little more like hers with some fewer memories burned into her brain. It was lighter, brighter and she'd even gotten Zinnia to paint a little mural on the wall next to the window. If she was going to spend a lot of time up here, she may as well be comfortable in her own space. Everybody in her family seemed quite content to start handing the reins over to her in regards to the business, and frankly, though she hadn't ever really envisioned being the sister to take over, it was a good move for her. Having such a heavy hand in the shop occupied her  mind and her hands, it kept her busy and frankly it exhausted her enough to at least start getting a few quality hours of sleep each night. All in all, things were looking up and thank Merlin for that. Daff desperately  needed a change in life and perhaps this was what she was meant to be doing anyway. She still worked downstairs, took orders and made arrangements, but she was also responsible for the ordering and the bookkeeping, making sure patrons paid on time and followed up on the bills. It wasn't nearly as tedious as she would have thought, plus she was a natural with people, so it was working out.

Currently she was hunched over her desk working on the sketches for the Gallery opening in a week's time, trying to finalize her designs for the arrangements that Miss Crawley had envisioned. It was going to be positively regal and Daff had seen to everything personally. The opening of the Gallery was obviously a large event and though Daffy wasn't really sure they had every done anything much aside from weddings this big in the past, this would be a huge leap in their visibility. It would help put the shop a little more solidly on the map. A boost in business was never a bad thing and she was sure she could handle it, even if they might have to hire some help. Some fresh blood that wasn't family would bring new perspective and create a collective of different styles and personalities; she could easily envision it all.

Dahlia was manning the desk below and Daffy was pretty sure Thistle as in her basement workshop. If she wasn't mistaken today was also a Hogsmeade visit day for the school which meant hopefully Calla would be able to stop by. Daffy seemed to forget just how long it was in between each visit and just how odd it was for Calla to be away. Perhaps she had simply gotten used to having her youngest sister around all summer. Then again that was probably because Daff spent so much time at the shop these days. Still, it would be nice to see Calla.

Putting the finishing touches on the centerpiece of the whole upcoming event when she felt the first rumble. The vase with a single red carnation on her desk went crashing to the floor, followed by a thundering boom and more shattering glass below her. Daff stood immediately, but the floor gave out below her desk and she went crashing among the splintered wood along with her desk to through the floor and down to the shop front below.