Nathan sauntered casually into the Conference room clutching a cup of foul coffee from the break room. Merlin's pants! He didn't think it was possible to have worse tasting coffee than the stuff provided in the Ministry of Magic, but he had been proved very very wrong indeed.. He nodded at his two bosses, “Ladies.” he said before he took a seat next to a young lady and gave her a smile. He sat back in his seat and took a sip of the poor excuse for coffee which caused his facial muscles to spasm involuntary. He sputtered a little. Just Urgh!

He took a look around at his colleagues.. Wasn't that wassisface? Rocco... Riccu, Ricky Risckster Rockstar.. hmm.. the one from the conference who was with Angelina when Mosquito Woman struck. Anyway.. he gave the man a nod and said “Alright, mate?” He wondered when he would be given a chance to get properly acquainted with his colleagues. Maybe he would suggest a drink in the Leaky later. What better way to get to know each other than over a few relaxed drinks in the cozy surroundings of his favourite haunt...