Getting snipped at, Gen gave a shrug and began to go back inside while Draco continued fumbling with the books. Standing by the door and pretending not to pay attention, she watched as he had his little fit and threw all of the books onto the street in an angry defeat then walk over to sit on the bench in front of the store window. Shaking her head at this, she quickly grabbed a durable brown cloth bag and carried it out to Draco, offering it despite his earlier behavior.<br/><br/>"Take it, it's not like George is going to miss one measly bag." Remaining standing, she eyed Draco for a moment, finding him certainly not as she recalled him to look. He was of course obviously still a stubborn little git, but his behavior and appearance seemed more worn than anything.<br/><br/>As he introduced himself, Gen gave a half smile and nodded a little. "Gen." She spoke, obviously introducing herself as well. Watching him pick up a paper from a pile that was left sitting on the bench she gave a small sigh. "He is all they seem to talk about, isn't he?"