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Quentin and Temperance had just moved to Diagon Alley and gotten the store all set up in time for the grand opening, yet they still hadn't had time to unpack their apartment. Que had made sure, at least, to get Tempy's bed set up so that his sweet girl could sleep somewhere familiar. He had crashed on the couch for the last few nights since his bed was still sitting on its side in his room. It wasn't the most comfortable, but all his focus had been going into preparing the shop, documenting the inventory, and all the other things that went into opening a shop. Temperance helped and he appreciated her assistance, but the girl had also wanted to get out and stretch her legs. Que knew she got restless if she sat still for too long and he didn't want that happening. So he let her wander when she needed to and continued to work on the shop in the mean time. But finally, it was done and ready to open. Quentin and Temperance had posted fliers around the Alley advertising their opening, and since it was summer, it was the best time to court new customers. The multipurpose nature of their craft shop would hopefully net the most customers.

Quentin was behind the counter, turned slightly away and working on a painting while Tempy was sitting in the back, typing away at the typewriter her father had gotten her. Since the Alley was strong with magic, her laptop wouldn't work and this was the best way she could write. The clacking of the keys echoed through the shop, but Que didn't mind. It meant that Tempy was flexing her strongest part... her brain. The painter took a step back to look over his work, wiping away at a droplet of sweat and unknowingly smearing some blue paint across his forehead. The bell above the door dinged and Quentin set down his brush. "Hello and welcome to-" he started, turning to look at the new customers. He was pleasantly surprised to see a young woman with blue hair and her brother, maybe, sporting a magenta hair color. He himself had dyed some of his hair blonde whereas Temperance a deep purple with blue highlights. "Erm... Craft Haven. I'm Quentin. How, uh, can I help you?" he asked with a smile, happy to greet some of his first customers.

Oh gosh, she is pretty, was the first thought that was prevalent in his mind as she turned and introduced herself. Kinzlie and the boy's name was Sebastian. She pointed out that he had some paint on his forehead and he looked confused for a second. "Oh, my mistake. I'm working on a piece in my spare time," he said, grabbed a rag he had behind the counter, dipping it in water, then rinsing the paint off his head. His head turned a little when the boy called her "Mama"... that couldn't be right, could it? She was barely his age and he was... at least Tempy's age. "Pleasure to meet you," Quentin said when the boy greeted him and said he wanted to purchase some embroidery thread. The clacking sound from the back stopped when Temperance heard the conversation. Tempy walked up from the back of the shop to see who her father was talking to. "Ah, Tempy... this is Kinzlie and Sebastian. They also live in the Alley. This is my daughter Temperance," he said with a little grin.

Tempy sighed when her father introduced her by her full government name, then said, "Just call me Tempy. Only Dad calls me Temperance." She gave an exasperated sigh and tucked a purple lock of hair back behind her ear. The boy Dad introduced as Sebastian had magenta hair and the woman had blue hair, so they were probably both pretty cool. Temperance liked to dye her hair too, since she thought brown hair was just boring. She had wanted to dye her father's hair too, but he only let her do a streak and some under fluff. He could be such a stick in the mud sometimes. "Is there anything fun to explore in the Alley?" the teen asked Sebastian, since he seemed about her age.

Quentin nodded an acknowledgement when Kinzlie said their house was usually messy with different projects; it sounded like their old place back with Que's parents. Between Quentin's art, Tempy's writings, Que's dad's woodworking, and his mother's flower arranging business... their place was always cluttered. But now that they were out of his parents' place... well, it would probably still be pretty cluttered. Their flat above the shop was on the smaller side, but since it was just the two of them now, it would be more manageable. "I feel that," Quentin said in response. Kinzlie also mentioned Knockturn Alley and Que responded, "I'm familiar with it. Good point though, Temp, no exploring Knockturn, alright?"

Temperance giggled when Seb said that only his mama and friend Ella called him by his full name. She was also excited that he seemed to know a bunch of the cool places on the Alley to hang out. He mentioned an ice cream shop and a candy shop and joke store and salon. The boy continued explaining about the painting store and the guy who owned it, but he sounded more like someone Dad would like. Then Seb asked the question that her father was fearing might come up. He sucked in a breath and prepared to explain, but Tempy beat him to it. "I'd love to go to Hogwarts, but I'm a squib, stuck here. But, uh, you go to Hogwarts, right? Is it cool?" She'd gotten over being a squib by this point, only her Dad walked on eggshells about her un-magic-ed status. Temperance pushed up her glasses, then tucked her hands into the pockets of her skirt.

Of course Temperance reacted so casually to the question about Hogwarts, since it seemed to run like water off her. Quentin was always worried about that question around her given how she had reacted when she learned she wasn't magical. But she didn't seem to mind now. Quentin hoped that living in Diagon Alley would be good for her, getting to be around magical people more often. He was hoping it might help her open up about not being magical and talk about her feelings regarding it. Que tuned in to Sebastian and Tempy's conversation when he noted that his mother was a Muggle. Ah, so that's why he didn't know her from school. Well, things always got more interesting around her. "That's a pretty big feat. Those WOMBAT exams are hard." Sebastian also said that he played Seeker, but that he wasn't very good. Que chuckled a little, then said, "I wasn't very good at flying, so I didn't mess around with Quidditch at all. I was in the art club though. Didn't do much else except focus on my artwork and the comics though."

Temperance huffed a big sigh and rolled her eyes, but she smirked afterwards and said, "Dad thinks his comics are funny, but no one gets them unless they read, like, Chaucer or Shakespeare." Quentin shrugged and said, "It's not my fault I have an evolved sense of humor." Tempy exasperatedly sighed again, then took Seb's arm. "I'm bored here. Can you show me the ice cream place? Dad, can I have some money?" The older Summers sighed and took some coins from his pocket before passing them off to his daughter. "Don't be out too long, alright? It's going to be dark soon. And stay away from Knockturn." Temperance fixed her father with a look, then tugged Sebastian's arm. "Children," Que said with a sigh.