"What is it? Did you spot an antique you particularly like?"
Fleur followed Harley's gaze, her attention immediately settling on the antique shop behind the little girl.
On the shelf directly facing the entrance sat an old oil painting and two small sculptures, while a string of folk masks hung by the door. The whole place looked steeped in age.
But she soon realized that Harley was actually staring at the little girl's stall.
"Ahem, ahem." Seeing how focused Harley was, Fleur could not help teasing her.
"Am I seeing things? The newly crowned champion of the International Wizarding Duelling Tournament likes toys meant for babies and toddlers too?"
"Even Gabrielle doesn't play with dolls this childish anymore!"
"Dolls? Well, they are quite cute."
Harley answered absentmindedly and quickly walked over, leaving Fleur standing there in utter disarray.
Fleur was beginning to question her life. Could Harley's tastes really be that unusual?
Then... should she make her makeup look a little more childish too?
Harley had no idea about Fleur's wild thoughts. She stopped in front of the little girl's stall.
Noticing a customer had arrived, the little girl immediately put down the silver plaque in her hand and hopped down from her chair.
"Good morning, two beautiful big sisters. Is there anything you need?"
The girl's voice was crisp and full of obvious anticipation.
"These are all my toys. Every one of them has been cleaned and sterilized in the sun, making them perfect companions for children between one and three years old."
"They only cost five francs each, so they are very affordable and excellent value for money."
"If you buy in bulk, I can give you an even cheaper price."
"Of course, if you want antiques, you can also take a look inside. Our old oil paintings,