Wade walked into the wand shop feeling depressed. He had to get a new wand because his had been broken during the attack. He hadn't done anything with the wand in awhile but since he was going to be working at Hogwarts now he would certainly need one. Walking up to the counter he got one of the applications and filled it out. After doing that he stood beside the counter and waited for the shopkeeper to come out.

Name: Wade Keating
Birthdate: October 31st
Height: 5'10''
Current/Former House: Gryffindor
Strongest Subject: Mythology
Weakest Subject: Astronomy

Rowena was walking through the isles of wands in the back debating when she should do her inventory, it was approaching that time of year when she would need to go through everything once more. She kept great records and had a pretty good memory when it came to remember where each of the wands were, but inventorying the stores supplies would be the most accurate way to verify her results. The only problem was it would take a day or even a couple to get everything down. An with everything happening and it still being summer she didn't want to shut away anyone's business.

"Decisions decisions..." she murmured softly to herself as her finger tapped gently against her chin. "Maybe I can do it in increments? As long as I don't try and add to what I already have during that time it would still remain accurate... but then again.... no I'm just being paranoid," she murmured softly to herself as she shook her head at the ridiculous notion of someone dressed as a bandit raiding her wand shop. The very idea was simply inconceivable as she was very good with locking charms. Though she had had that weird incident just last week... Rowena shook her head, "Simply ridiculous..."

An of course in that very moment she heard a shuffling and the wand shopkeeper instantly froze. Rowena had to force herself to relax and peer out from behind the shelves where she could get a good view of the front counter without being seen. Her shoulders dropped and her limbs loosened, it was only a customer. Rowena mentally scolded herself before slipping from behind the stacks and walking toward the man with a warm smile. "Hello, welcome to Ollivanders," she greeted as the moved closer. "I'm Rowena, it's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Keating," she moved behind the counter as she stopped directly in front of him, her eyes already scanning over his information thoughtfully.