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Originally Posted by
BanaBatGirl 
Enrico had been working, for once, at a nice, steady pace. He only had a little ink smeared on his fist and he was really feeling like today was a productive day.
Therefore, it was time for a break.
Now where did I put that....that letter...? He started opening drawers of his desk, not knowing what he would find - a few Bernie Bott's beans there, a random silver spoon there, some old parchments from the desk's last inhabitant - and then he found it.
The letter he'd been waiting to reply to. Rico stretched out his arms over his head and leaned back in his chair, thinking of a nice way to start it. Dear Angelina - there, that was good - how are you?...
Egypt walked back into the office after a nice meal and chat with the owners of that new bistro on Diagon Alley. She saw Rico tearing apart his desk like a madman. She giggled a bit and walked over to him.
"How are you today Rico?"she smiled at him as she sat down at her own desk.