[Rufus places the necklace box in a cellophane bag, opening one drawer and another, scooping amounts of small roses and lavender in the bag. He then pulls out a four-inch cinnamon stick]
Harry: What's that?
Rufus: It's a cinnamon stick, sir.
Harry: Actually, I really, uh, can't wait.
Rufus: Oh, you won't regret it, sir.
Harry: Wanna bet?
[he ties it around the bag with a piece of string]
Rufus: 'Tis but the work of a moment. There we go. Almost finished.
Harry: [sarcastically] Almost finished? What else can there be? Are you gonna dip it in yogurt? Cover it with Chocolate Buttons?