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Now that they were relatively alone in the back of the shop, Temp peeked to make sure her father wasn't following them to snoop or anything, but he remained firmly at the front of the shop. Good, he wasn't gonna be snoopy. Tempy grinned when Archie said that her father seemed nice, then nodded. "Yeah, he's alright," she said with a grin. He was great when he wasn't forcing her to go outside and do things, though to be fair, it was because of him forcing her to go outside and make friends that she'd met Archie. Caramel eyes watched Archie as looked a little shifty, glancing around at who knew what. Then he leaned in closer and at first, Tempy thought he was going in for a kiss. Were they even dating? He'd invited her to Hogsmeade and they'd spent the whole day together, but was that a date? Her heart started to beat a little faster and she felt butterflies in her tummy. A blush colored her cheeks and she leaned in a little too, her eyes closing a bit.

Then he said he had a proposition for her and her eyes opened again, the color draining from her face. Oh... he didn't want to kiss? She listened to his proposition and her eyes went wide. He was inviting her to a dance?! At the school?!?! Her heart started to hammer again and the color came back to her cheeks. He said it would give her a chance to see the castle and that the dance was going to be spectacular. But there was one question that was burning in her mind. She had to ask it now. "Is... is this a date? Like... boyfriend girlfriend?" Her voice was soft and shy, but her caramel colored eyes were looking at him. The blush in her cheeks made her big eyes look even deeper than they normally did. She wanted this to be a date. Like a real date. God, please let this be a real date. Even softer, she said, "Because if it is, then yes." Her blush got deeper, spreading into her ears and making her really warm.

Her heart was beating in her ears and she was very much aware of how red her face was turning after she'd just asked him if he wanted to be boyfriend and girlfriend. She'd never done anything like this before. Oh God, what if he didn't want to be boyfriend and girlfriend? What if he just thought this was a friendship thing? Oh gosh, why wasn't he answering? Was he taking a long time or was she just perceiving every millisecond since she'd asked her question. Finally, Archie did confirm that he wanted this to be a be a date, then said if she was ready for it to be a boyfriend girlfriend thing, that he was too. Oh thank God. Her rapid heart rate got somehow even more rapid, but a wide smile spread across her face. "I am. I really am." She practically squealed, then she grabbed him and pulled him into a hug, still smiling from ear to ear. "Oh man, I'm so excited I can hear my heart in my ears," she said before breaking into a giggle. "You're my boyfriend and I'm your girlfriend. And we're going to a fancy dance together! Oh boy, I need a dress. Oh, lots of planning to do. Oh boy, oh jeez... And I'm rambling again. I'm sorry, I'm just so excited!"

{OoC: Note the heart beside his name now :3 }

Quentin was behind the counter, as usual, working on a painting of the night's sky over Loch Lomond, when he heard the door chime. They were still in a bit of a slow season, so any customer needed to be treated like royalty. He quickly set down his palette down and slipped off his apron before turning to greet the man. His customer introduced himself as Liam McFallon, a journalist from the Daily Prophet. As soon as he said that, the clacking of a typewriter from the back of the store stopped and even before Que could introduce himself, the sound of Temperance scampering from the back of the store could be heard. The fifteen year old skidded to a stop as he started his introduction. "Hello, I'm Quentin Summers, though everyone usually just calls me Que. I'm the owner of Craft Haven. And this excitable young lady is my daughter-" Tempy cut him off. "Temperance Summers, Craft Haven News reporter. You said you work for the Daily Prophet? Are you a journalist? Oh fuzz, I need to grab my notebook." The blue haired girl hustled behind the counter and grabbed a spare notebook from her stack she stored up near the front of the store. Popping back up, she tugged a pencil from behind her ear and grinned at the man. Que just heavy sighed and said, "Tempy, love, don't bother the nice man while he's working." That earned him a death stare from the eager teenager.

When he introduced himself and said he was, in fact, a freelance writer which meant that he could work for whichever paper he wanted, Temperance scribbled those details down in her notebook. She nodded and her tongue poked out a little as she wrote the information down. Big brown eyes looked over at him with a sparkle when he said that the Prophet was looking for summer interns, then she looked over at her father. "Ooh, dad! Can I? Can I?!" Quentin huffed a little sigh, then said, "Temperance, we'll talk about it later, okay? Let Liam be right now because he's working." Tempy puffed her cheeks out at her father and stomped her foot angrily before crossing her arms over her chest. "Sorry, Father. But maybe I'm trying to find something to do with my life." Letting out another sigh, Quentin rubbed the bridge of his nose but gestured at her to say "do whatever you want." Tempy took a spot beside Liam and continued her notes, detailing that he was doing an interview of her father about the opening of the shop.

When Liam began his questioning, Quentin tuned in to the questions. He was asking about the reason that Que had opened the shop, which of course was the first question. Brown eyes glanced over at his daughter before he composed himself to answer the question. "Well, we were living with my parents before and I was just working at a local Tesco, but I decided that I didn't want to do that anymore. My main reason though was for Temperance. She... She's a squib and was struggling in Muggle school." Looking down at the counter, he let out a sigh and continued. "She was really depressed and I hoped that moving here and letting her socialize with other witches and wizards would help her feel better." Tempy frowned a little when her father answered. She knew that the whole reason the shop had been opened was for her already, but she hadn't realized how much her depression had been affecting him. Swallowing a little, Tempy asked, "Did... did you know in advance how effective the move would be?" She'd met her boyfriend and gotten to visit Hogwarts since moving here. Her depression was practically non-existent at this point. She had friends and a boyfriend now. Quentin smiled at his daughter when she asked if he knew that moving here would be effective. "You know, I didn't at first, but I'm very glad that it did."