"That is quite the bold claim, Monsieur." she laughed and leaned into his affection. "If memory serves you had been stricken by the most fearful of things, a flower." she stuck her tongue out at him and pushed the door wide open. The room was well lit with flowers in vases. The overwhelming smell was that of edelweiss flower and it almost caused Violetta to take a step backwards, she hadnt expected a muggle shop to feel quite so magical, but here she was.

"Bonjour Madame. Comment puis-je vous être utile aujourd'hui?

"Bon après-midi, mon mari et moi ne faisons que regarder pour l'instant. Je vous ferai savoir si j'ai besoin d'assistance." she replied politely before turning to look at her paramour with a mischievous grin.

"I thought it better to tell her you were my husband, oui?" she practically danced to the rows of shelves where beautiful gowns and assorted jewellery was displayed. "What is your favourite colour?" she asked as she held aloft the bottom half of a pale blue dress.