"Blimey, that is something," George said with reverence. She knew talking of the dead wasn’t easy for any of them. She had gotten a good idea of the relationships and was pleased it was helpful for her. She thanked them profusely and did her best to leave the shop. Both had implored her to have a butterbeer with them, but she used her standard fall back of her deadline and left the shop with promises of a next time. 