Excelsior Black rushed towards the booth which he was sharing with Haylan Kettleburn, a necklace maker- among other things. He smiled and raised his hand in greeting, seeing that Mrs. Kettleburn was already in her side of the booth, and then entered his own and began setting up.

Excelsior was probably one of the youngest participants here. He had graduated from wizarding school just two terms ago, but in Sweetwater, Texas, where he had transferred after his first three terms at Hogwarts. He had shown great talent as a quidditch player at the time and would eventually become prominent in the All Stars organization. At 20 years old, Excelsior was handsome, and many people would be surprised to learn of his amazing success.

Excelsior had a secret, something he discovered that the muggle population loved, and now it turned out that the wizarding world seemed to like it, too. It was nothing more than potato chips! There seemed to be a sad lack of flavors, and Excelsior was doing his best to take care of that lack by marketing and selling the most unpredictable flavors around - flavors such as peanut butter and jelly chips, cottage cheese chips, pomegranate chips, sarsaparilla chips and gummy worm chips. Excelsior's chips were becoming a global sensation, and he had brought plenty of bags of every flavor imaginable here with him for the sampling today. He wanted to be ready for the crowd, and any questions they might have.

As he finished his work, he smiled in satisfaction. All they would have to do now is wait.



Haylan Kettleburn, DIHer, reads the large, hand-written sign on her side of the booth. She'd brought her own, hand-painted rocking chair to the event, but Haylan was much too excited to actually sit. Not only was she was about to meet all sort of bright eyed and curious children, she also had her own child with her today, home from University (though - a few booths down.. go see him!). Around her neck hung numerous, brightly lit necklaces she'd designed and made from glowworms - that she'd also grown herself.

She'd made a small fortune selling them at Quidditch Events and Wizarding festivals all over Europe.

In addition to various bags of chips, the table was also peppered with other bits and bobs - all seemingly random. Drop by, stop in, have a seat and find out what all the mess is and what being an entrepreneur is all about!





Take a brochure!

Entrepreneurs. Ah, this was a word close to Duncan's heart. The boy had walked into this silly job fair not sure what to expect and definitely having no idea where to start. He didn't even have a favorite subject yet! That said, he knew what he liked to do for money....

Entrepreneurial things. Like.... the business of lending and borrowing and trading and bartering. More lending than anything, but could he really make a career out of that?

"Ello," the boy mumbled as he shuffled closer to the Entrepreneur table. He flipped open a funky-looking brochure and started browsing through the items on the table.

"HI!" overly excited at their first stopper-byer, Haylan leaned waaaay over the table to extend a hand. From around her neck, she pulled a glow necklace and tossed one onto the young man's head. "Have one!" YAAAY! "hehe!"

Yaaaaaaaay! Maybe he'd ask like... questions! And then Haylan would tell him stories! Mayyyybe! Haylan clapped her hands in front of her chest, all but holding her breath with anticipation.

"Um...." Fletcher blinked a few times, firstly at the woman's enthusiasm and secondly at the sudden appearance of a glowing necklace around his neck, and almost took a step back from the table. "Hi?"

Was he supposed to ask questions now or something? "Thanks for the uh, thing," he nudged the necklace with a hand. "Did you make it yourself, ma'am? It's very..... colorful."

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"Um...." Fletcher blinked a few times, firstly at the woman's enthusiasm and secondly at the sudden appearance of a glowing necklace around his neck, and almost took a step back from the table. "Hi?"

Was he supposed to ask questions now or something? "Thanks for the uh, thing," he nudged the necklace with a hand. "Did you make it yourself, ma'am? It's very..... colorful."

"Here. Come. Sit," Haylan took his question as her in to 1. teach him the ways of the world and 2. be motherly in that way that Haylan always was. She ushered him around the table and sat him down right into her homemade rocker. Then Haylan sat on the arm and set them to rocking.


"I did make it! One day, my son and I were out for a walk. I like to walk in the evenings, do you? But anyway, we were out and we found these little glowworms. Awwww you should have seen then, them were just precious. So. I took them home. Gave them a home. Set up a farm, miniature, sure, but a farm all the same. Started harvested the luminescent bits and made Ever-Glo Necklaces! Hehe!"

Fascinating, right? Yes! Hehe They glowed forever!!

"But that's my story and this is ALL about you. Do you have invent-y or ideal-y or entrepreneur-y urges, my boy?"

Whoa whoa and whoa. Fletcher was whisked away and off in a good ole fashioned rocking chair before he could say, "Whoaaaa."

And so he muttered it in a belayed fashion. "I do like taking walks outside... and glowworms, mhmm, sounds fascinating," he agreed with the woman and tried his best to feign an interest in her little story about glowworms. Wowww somebody was weirrrrrd.

This was coming from the boy who'd gone wading through a wishing fountain all day yesterday.

"Um, yes ma'am, yes I do have entrepreneur...y... urges." His eyes lit up at the prospect of getting-rich-quick sometime soon. "So were your Ever-Glo Necklaces a big hit? I know the Muggles have something similar but surely not as awesome...."

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Whoa whoa and whoa. Fletcher was whisked away and off in a good ole fashioned rocking chair before he could say, "Whoaaaa."

And so he muttered it in a belayed fashion. "I do like taking walks outside... and glowworms, mhmm, sounds fascinating," he agreed with the woman and tried his best to feign an interest in her little story about glowworms. Wowww somebody was weirrrrrd.

This was coming from the boy who'd gone wading through a wishing fountain all day yesterday.

"Um, yes ma'am, yes I do have entrepreneur...y... urges." His eyes lit up at the prospect of getting-rich-quick sometime soon. "So were your Ever-Glo Necklaces a big hit? I know the Muggles have something similar but surely not as awesome...."

"The muggles do have something similar, but there's don't last forever," Haylan leaned down to whisper, "mine do. HEHE!" She petted his head, such a pretty head with pretty dark hair, affectionately. "But the key, in my opinion, is to keep the ideas coming! Keep things fresh! Take something that is "everyday" and make it BETTER! New again! Like, for example, the things on this table."

Haylan used her toe to point at the table. "I brought some things from home today, every day items, I'd say. Have a look at them and see if you can - on the spot, I know, but no pressure, Sweetie - come up with something brilliant. Something never thought of before! A new invention!"

Meanwhile, Haylan dug out a confetti popper and handed one to the boy.


"Hehe."



OOC: See first post for table items.

Cela blew little kissy faces at Haylan as she approached, Obviously super essited to see her. Of course she'd go see Copernicus too, obviouuuusly, but she knew she'd want to stay there with him the longest so she'd do the rounds now.

She came to an abrupt stop and looked at that nice Fletcher boy she met on the train, her expression suddenly anxious. He wasn't mad at her for getting in the way was he? Had he been fed lately? Cela assumed so since she knew Haylan was good at feeding people.

Fletcher automatically bobbed lower in the rocking chair as the odd woman started.... petting? him?

"Ah... right! Everyday items. Easy inventions." He swallowed and rose from the chair to peruse the table. No pressure?! He accepted the weird little party popper and then picked up a banana.

Mmmm.... bananas..... but how else could a banana be useful?

"Miss Head Girl!" Fletcher looked up with a clearly relieved expression as someone else approached the table. "Hey! Are you an entrepreneur too?"

Please say yes, please say yes.... don't leave me alone with the weird lady....

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Cela blew little kissy faces at Haylan as she approached, Obviously super essited to see her. Of course she'd go see Copernicus too, obviouuuusly, but she knew she'd want to stay there with him the longest so she'd do the rounds now.

She came to an abrupt stop and looked at that nice Fletcher boy she met on the train, her expression suddenly anxious. He wasn't mad at her for getting in the way was he? Had he been fed lately? Cela assumed so since she knew Haylan was good at feeding people.

GASSSSSP! "Celandine! Hello there, Pretty Girl." Haylan opened her arms for HUUUUUGS, please! "I'm glad you stopped by! My friend, Excelsior, he has potato chips!" He did. And Cela should take some. She was into those oddly flavored things, right? Like sausage icecream? She'd probably be into gummy-worm chips. Probably.

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Fletcher automatically bobbed lower in the rocking chair as the odd woman started.... petting? him?

"Ah... right! Everyday items. Easy inventions." He swallowed and rose from the chair to peruse the table. No pressure?! He accepted the weird little party popper and then picked up a banana.

Mmmm.... bananas..... but how else could a banana be useful?

"Miss Head Girl!" Fletcher looked up with a clearly relieved expression as someone else approached the table. "Hey! Are you an entrepreneur too?"

Please say yes, please say yes.... don't leave me alone with the weird lady....

"Of course Cela is. Voted Most Likely To Invent Something by her peers for the Yearbook a few years back." Haylan was one proud momma, too! Sure, she wasn't Cela's real mother, but - Haylan felt she might as well had been.

"Help this handsome young man out, Cela? The goal is to use your creative energy and make an improvement on these every day items. Use what you've learned here at school."


In the meantime, Haylan took another confetti popper, pulled the string, POP and COVERED the children with CONFETTI. Cherry-flavored confetti, as it were.

Hugs of course happened. Cela nuzzled at Haylan, and didn't bother to explain about Copernicus and Plymouth to make it less weird. Nope. She was simply snuggling up to the lady at the Entrepreneur booth.

Though it was obvious they knew one another.

"Hiii." Celandine had to think about the question but that was okay since Haylan answered for her.

"I invent spells." She explained. "Its what I'd like to do if I can have a career one day." She was still doubtful about that part.

"Um. Every day improvements?" She examined the items, picked up a yo-yo and made hmmming sounds.

"Grabby hands yo-yo? Self winding yo-yo? Butterfly yo-yo?" Hum she liked the butterfly idea. Papilio conjured butterflies...

... and she was lost in thinking mode, no help for her until she figured it out.

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GASSSSSP! "Celandine! Hello there, Pretty Girl." Haylan opened her arms for HUUUUUGS, please! "I'm glad you stopped by! My friend, Excelsior, he has potato chips!" He did. And Cela should take some. She was into those oddly flavored things, right? Like sausage icecream? She'd probably be into gummy-worm chips. Probably.


"Of course Cela is. Voted Most Likely To Invent Something by her peers for the Yearbook a few years back." Haylan was one proud momma, too! Sure, she wasn't Cela's real mother, but - Haylan felt she might as well had been.

"Help this handsome young man out, Cela? The goal is to use your creative energy and make an improvement on these every day items. Use what you've learned here at school."


In the meantime, Haylan took another confetti popper, pulled the string, POP and COVERED the children with CONFETTI. Cherry-flavored confetti, as it were.

Wot, wot?! The other dude at the table had flavored potato chips and yet Fletcher was stuck here with a banana??????

"Yeahhh, help me out, Cela..." he made pleading eyes at the older girl and watched her get right to it.

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Hugs of course happened. Cela nuzzled at Haylan, and didn't bother to explain about Copernicus and Plymouth to make it less weird. Nope. She was simply snuggling up to the lady at the Entrepreneur booth.

Though it was obvious they knew one another.

"Hiii." Celandine had to think about the question but that was okay since Haylan answered for her.

"I invent spells." She explained. "Its what I'd like to do if I can have a career one day." She was still doubtful about that part.

"Um. Every day improvements?" She examined the items, picked up a yo-yo and made hmmming sounds.

"Grabby hands yo-yo? Self winding yo-yo? Butterfly yo-yo?" Hum she liked the butterfly idea. Papilio conjured butterflies...

... and she was lost in thinking mode, no help for her until she figured it out.

"Cool. Inventing spells sounds pretty....cool...." Fletcher raised a brow at the idea of a self-winding yo-yo. Muggles would be all over that.

Meanwhile, his banana. "Well," the boy looked toward Glow-Worm Woman, "you could always transfigure this banana into a banana phone." And he'd discovered that he wasn't bad at transfiguration so far.

SPOILER!!: Preciousess

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Hugs of course happened. Cela nuzzled at Haylan, and didn't bother to explain about Copernicus and Plymouth to make it less weird. Nope. She was simply snuggling up to the lady at the Entrepreneur booth.

Though it was obvious they knew one another.

"Hiii." Celandine had to think about the question but that was okay since Haylan answered for her.

"I invent spells." She explained. "Its what I'd like to do if I can have a career one day." She was still doubtful about that part.

"Um. Every day improvements?" She examined the items, picked up a yo-yo and made hmmming sounds.

"Grabby hands yo-yo? Self winding yo-yo? Butterfly yo-yo?" Hum she liked the butterfly idea. Papilio conjured butterflies...

... and she was lost in thinking mode, no help for her until she figured it out.

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Wot, wot?! The other dude at the table had flavored potato chips and yet Fletcher was stuck here with a banana??????

"Yeahhh, help me out, Cela..." he made pleading eyes at the older girl and watched her get right to it.



"Cool. Inventing spells sounds pretty....cool...." Fletcher raised a brow at the idea of a self-winding yo-yo. Muggles would be all over that.

Meanwhile, his banana. "Well," the boy looked toward Glow-Worm Woman, "you could always transfigure this banana into a banana phone." And he'd discovered that he wasn't bad at transfiguration so far.

Haylan hopped off the rocker's arm and planted herself in the middle of Cela and Mr. Fletcher. She leaned over the table and planted her elbows down to hold her chin up. "I've never heard of a banana phone." That seemed a bit.... well. Was it like an edible phone? A portable, edible phone?

"But I think it's a wonderful idea! Just wonderful!" Why a wizard really needed a portable, edible telephone, Haylan wasn't sure, but she liked that he was THINKING!!

"Here," Haylan flipped out a sheet of paper with a list of common spells on it. "We can't all be spell inventors, so maybe something here will jog your brain into bettering that banana." Haylan rubbed his head again. Pretty lil man!


Meanwhile, she just let Cela work out... whatever she was working out. She picked a bit of confetti off the table and ate it, but otherwise, she was quiet. "Hehe."

"Ring ring, ring ring...." Celandine sort of half sung under her breath. "BaNAna phone."

She unravelled the yo-yo and swung it around a bit, expression all concentrate-y.

Excelsior watched. There was lots of action going on in the other side of the booth, where Mrs. Kettleburn was talking about her necklaces with various students. Ahhh, so there was great interest in this sort of item, he noted to himself.

"I've got potato chip samples if any of you are hungry," he called out to the group of students, waving a bag of peanut butter and jelly chips in the air. Surprisingly that had been his biggest seller so far, so he did stock other flavors. He wasn't sure yet how the wizarding world would perceive these flavors, though they were quite hot in the muggle world.

"Hi Excelscior" Rex called out to him. " I am interested in being a business man" Rex told Excelscior. " Can you give me some ideas?" Rex asked Excelscior.

The Headmaster strolled through the job fair, checking the participation at each booth, when he spotted a familiar face across the room. With his long strides, Tate ate up the length of the room, smiling hugely at Haylan Morgan. They'd gone to school together, but it had been years since they'd seen each other. Twenty or so...

"Haylan! How's it going?"

Fletcher's left eye started involuntarily twitching as the weird woman touched his hair again. Really now, that was his pride and joy. He didn't just let any ole stranger off the street run her hands through his lovely locks, especially since he hadn't washed it this week yet.

Heh. At least Cela seemed to know what he meant by banana phone. "Let's see...." Fletcher murmured, rubbing his chin as he stared down the list of spells. Whoaaaaa he had never heard of most of those. Damn, wizards were busy!

"You could do... something relating to the sonorous spell, maybe on one end of the banana," he mused aloud, "and muffliato the other end, so it's just for listening?" He looked up to see the entrepreneur woman now eating the confetti she'd just created.

Wowwww. "If you're hungry, ma'am, that guy mentioned free potato crisp samples." Duncan was about to head to the other end of the table for just that reason. Annnnd when the Headmaster popped up right beside him, Fletcher's eyes widened and he distinctly made a beeline for the potato dude.

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The Headmaster strolled through the job fair, checking the participation at each booth, when he spotted a familiar face across the room. With his long strides, Tate ate up the length of the room, smiling hugely at Haylan Morgan. They'd gone to school together, but it had been years since they'd seen each other. Twenty or so...

"Haylan! How's it going?"

Gasssssssssssssssp!

"CASEY!!!!" Haylan climbed over the table and launched her over-excited self at the Headmaster for HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGS! Serious. Serious. HUGS.

Plymouth had obviously gotten it from somewhere, right?


Hugs turned to pinches, pinches turned back to hugs, then back to pinches. "You are a stranger!!! I'm so happy to see you! Shame on you!!!" Haylan clearly couldn't decide between being happy or scolding her long... waaaaaaaay long lost friend.

Or maybe she should be a professional since she was here on business. Probably. Haylan came to that resolution just after the hug!attack and replaced hugs with motherly robe-grooming. "Hi. Have you met Fletcher...? He's inventing.... a banana.... phone..." Wasn't that just so smart?

It was certainly something.

"Hi," Haylan whispered, one more time. HI HI HI CASEY TATE!

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Fletcher's left eye started involuntarily twitching as the weird woman touched his hair again. Really now, that was his pride and joy. He didn't just let any ole stranger off the street run her hands through his lovely locks, especially since he hadn't washed it this week yet.

Heh. At least Cela seemed to know what he meant by banana phone. "Let's see...." Fletcher murmured, rubbing his chin as he stared down the list of spells. Whoaaaaa he had never heard of most of those. Damn, wizards were busy!

"You could do... something relating to the sonorous spell, maybe on one end of the banana," he mused aloud, "and muffliato the other end, so it's just for listening?" He looked up to see the entrepreneur woman now eating the confetti she'd just created.

Wowwww. "If you're hungry, ma'am, that guy mentioned free potato crisp samples." Duncan was about to head to the other end of the table for just that reason. Annnnd when the Headmaster popped up right beside him, Fletcher's eyes widened and he distinctly made a beeline for the potato dude.

"I think Fletcher needs some crisps to warm his inventing brain up, Excelsior!! Take care of my boy!"

Whoa. Inappropriate. One minute Tate was crossing the room, and the next he had an armful of one of the booth keepers. One he hadn't seen in decades.

He couldn't help but grin at her a bit.

"Haylan Morgan, you're still trouble, aren't you? Falling into my arms the minute you see me... it's so good for my ego." He glanced at the boy she had indicated. "I don't think Mr. Fletcher and I have been introduced, but I know Miss Toussaint. She's our Head Girl this term."

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Whoa. Inappropriate. One minute Tate was crossing the room, and the next he had an armful of one of the booth keepers. One he hadn't seen in decades.

He couldn't help but grin at her a bit.

"Haylan Morgan, you're still trouble, aren't you? Falling into my arms the minute you see me... it's so good for my ego." He glanced at the boy she had indicated. "I don't think Mr. Fletcher and I have been introduced, but I know Miss Toussaint. She's our Head Girl this term."

Trouble? Haylan?


Hehehehe. "Nahh..... still as good as ever, Casey." Haylan was golden, golden like the little halos worn by angels. Hehehe

She beamed at him and pulled by his elbow around the table to sit in her rocker. Haylan sat him right down. Right there. Sit. Good boy. Then she put a necklace around his neck, a glowing purple-y one, and took a seat on the arm. "Pffffff. Don't try to one up me. I know the Head Girl. She is a frequent visitor to my home. Has this crazy fondness of my boys."

Speaking.... of that. "I have boys." Pause pause pause. "And a girl." And a husband and house and money! Crazy, right?

Hum. Hummmmmmmmmmmmm.

"Ohh," Tate tried to look down at his necklace, but all he could see was glow-y purple just out of his immediate sight line. Thanks? "You had no use for Head anythings when you were at Hogwarts, and here you are befriending one in your later years."

His grin said he was teasing her. "I have one too. A boy, I mean. Not a girl." What on EARTH would he do with a girl?

"They're pretty boys." Celandine pointed out, glancing up at Haylan and shooting an odd little look at the Headmaster. Humm.

She went back to her yo-yo thoughts, though she did glance along the booths toward the university one, hoping to catch a glimpse of her Copey.


... GOSH. Brody and Lorelai and Torin, not so much the other 'puffs there since they were itty bitty, were blocking Cela's view!

She pouted and looked at the yo-yo again, murmuring incantations and calculations under her breath.

Alrighty....then. "Pleasure to meet you, sir," Fletcher respectfully nodded at the Headmaster and took his whisking away as an opportunity to escape.

While the Headmaster and Haylan (was that her name? Seemed to be weird enough to fit her) got all caught up, Duncan edged over to the potato crisp side of the table and smiled at the guy there. "So you invented multi-flavored crisps, eh? Mind if I try one?"

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"They're pretty boys." Celandine pointed out, glancing up at Haylan and shooting an odd little look at the Headmaster. Humm.

She went back to her yo-yo thoughts, though she did glance along the booths toward the university one, hoping to catch a glimpse of her Copey.


... GOSH. Brody and Lorelai and Torin, not so much the other 'puffs there since they were itty bitty, were blocking Cela's view!

She pouted and looked at the yo-yo again, murmuring incantations and calculations under her breath.

"They're pretty boys," Haylan repeated after Cela, driving home the point. "They're practically grown men now though!"

C R A Z Y.


"Are you thinking up something we can market, Celandine? Did you know Cela was an inventor, Casey?"

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"Ohh," Tate tried to look down at his necklace, but all he could see was glow-y purple just out of his immediate sight line. Thanks? "You had no use for Head anythings when you were at Hogwarts, and here you are befriending one in your later years."

His grin said he was teasing her. "I have one too. A boy, I mean. Not a girl." What on EARTH would he do with a girl?

Haylan fished out an edible confetti popper and placed in Casey's knee. "Are you speaking of yourself, Headmaster? Appropriate you have Head in front of your title you know. Yours being so ..." Haylan reached out to measure the girth of his head, "big and all."

But gaaaaaaaasp! "YOU do??? Do you have pictures?? Is he is as old as my boys? Copernicus is right down there," Haylan pointed, "at the University booth. He's a few months older than Plymouth." Which was probably confusing, but Haylan was just assuming that Casey was keeping up.