Slow night at the pub.
Ginny looked around the dimly lit room, it was still early but it looked like it was going to be a bad night for tips. The pub was empty except for a hand full of regulars, older wizards closer in age to her parents then to Ginny. Maybe she would get lucky and a group of guys out for a stag night or something would come in. She dropped off another beer to one of her regulars then returned to the...