Since Betsy could not read his mind, but could read facial expressions, she lowered her eyebrow, and raised her other one.

Somehow, the slight change of eyebrows raised that the girl proffessed made her seem a bit friendlier.
If only he rememberd her name. What was it again? Betty? Bernice? Beatrice? Brittny? Mitchel?
Odins memory kept failing him.

Wickery walked into Olivanders and stood at the counter.
Piper seemed busy so he waited for his turn.

"Dara, that will be 5 Galleons please." she took them and said goodbye. "I'm glad I could help you! Please come back if you have any problems." Then she turned to Betsy. "Ah yes, Betsy. You need a Holly wand. Now the core...well lets try this one." She picked up a Holly 10in with a Hippogriff Talon and handed it to her. "How does that one feel for you?" She asked.

"Suckish." Betsy said bluntly. "Let me try some more please."

"Of course....hum...what about this one. It as so Holly, but it has a Dragon Heartstring and its 9 and a half inches." she said getting out the wand and giving it to her. She then put up the other one back to where she had grabbed it.

Betsy held the wand and suddenly felt all warm and tingily. "Is this wand good for cooking?" betsy asked not at all joking.

"Let me see. Hum...Yes actually. The size it perfect for those who enjoy a good diner now and then. So what do you think...Is this the wand for you?" She asked.

She then turned to the other two that waited for her attention. "I will be with you two shortly. Please have a look around. If you feel you have found your wand then let me know!" She smiled to them.

Ever so cornily Betsy said. "You mean am I right for this wand. The wand apparently chose me." Betsy giggled at her own voice. Then without even counting the money she place around five galleons and a couple sickles and knuts into Pipers hand. Then she skipped out the door.

Wickery had not one clue what kind of wand he needed. So he found a Mahogony one that seemed to be quite long. Once he touched it, it shot off into the distance.
"Guess not.." he said.

"Thank you Betsy." She smiled. She then turned to the two boys. "I believe you where first. Now I saw that you picked up a Mahogony wood wand. That may not be the wood for you." She went over to him. "What is your birthday?"

"My birthday?" he asked.
"uh.. February 26" He smiled at the kind lady.

"Then willow is the wood for you. Now for the core." She thought for a minute. "What are yuo good in?"

"Well.." Wickery thought for a second.
"I'm good at carving things with a wand, I'm good at..charms/hexes.
Lets see what els?.. I have a good Patronus.."
He stopped rambling because a wand halfway out of its box on the shelf behinde the kind woman
caught his eye.
"Whats that one?" he asked.

Piper looked over to it. "Oh thats williow...hum...maybe." She thought to her self. Then she got it out and handed it out to him. It was willow, 11 in., with Hair from the Mane of a Kelpie.