You have finally convinced your husband—Lucius Malfoy—to go to Muggle London.

The two of you are currently shopping at a Dior store, you pick up multiple items up multiple items then walk to the cashier, before you could even reach into your wallet Lucius hands you his card—holding it in between his index and middle finger.

— “Here, darling.” He smiles, his British accent strong.

Oh how you love your rich husband.