who: Wendy ( @wendyskies )
The store felt like an amalgamation of every potions and herbology class Liza had ever had. She ran her fingers over a pile of dried herbs, taking a moment to appreciate the texture of them. She was vaguely aware of the woman behind the counter watching her. After a minute or two, Liza glanced in her direction and gave her a small smile.
“Hello,” she said, “Don’t mind me. Just...taking everything in. You have a lovely little shop.”
Liza had been walking through the street when she’d spotted it and doubled back, as if discovering the place by accident as nothing more than innocent passerby.
Truth be told, though, nothing happened by accident. Not for Elizabeth Burke.
She knew everything about the little store. She even knew who the woman was, behind the counter - one Wendy Fletcher. She knew that Wendy had some...interesting connections. Potentially useful ones.
Liza betrayed none of this, however. She simply gave Wendy a vacant smile and gestured to one of the store’s displays.
“Is this where one would come to get potion ingredients?”
