Kai had finally made it to Diagon Alley. After years away from London the place felt new and he couldn't help but look at the crowd. It had only been moments earlier that Kai had run into an elderly man and was now covered in gold and red holiday decorations.
Kai dusted himself thoroughly as he approached the door of Völund Brooms. The determined man was about to run a flying school and he definitely need some supplies. Kai had figured that going to the broom shop would also give him an opportunity to attract some customers for his own business.
Business
Kai shrugged as he cleared the last of the tinsels, "I'm not really running a business am I?" he said to himself. Kai had always loved Quidditch and he was going to make sure that children around the world lovely village of hogs made would get the chance to be some of the best Quidditch players the country had seen.
The old player had just started working on the old school that he had purchased and wanted to make the best of his visit to London. Kai entered the shop and hesitated for a moment before he called out.
"Umm... Mr. Weiylend? ..... Mrs. Weyland"
He had heard the name before, it was a familiar name in the Quidditch community but he simply couldn't recall where he had heard it. Kai signed as he waited for someone to address him, he was sure he had heard the name in his short 4 year Quidditch career before.
Unknowingly, his had rubbed his shoulder as he tried to peer into the store to look for someone who could help him.
