That was too general of a way to start out. Evelyn resisted fidgeting in her seat even more, and instead clasped her hands upon her knee while nodding her head. "Yes, ma'am." She'd been leaning towards this possibly being a good visit, but now, she was trying to think of things she'd done wro- ... woah. Boss said what? Eyebrows started to raise, quite aware of the growing silence after Isobel spoke and lack of verbal gratitude on her part.

Ahem, of course! "I...thank you. For feeling like so." The young woman smiled lightly. There wasn't some double meaning behind that, right?

Good Good. She hadn't been mistaken. She closed Evelyn's file for a moment, writing the number 4 on the top. Hopefully that would remind her next time she looked. She also wrote the year down, because she probably would forget away. She smiled, looking back up at the young women. Evelyn had been working in the department longer than she had. That kind of amused her. But she wasn't going to discuss that today. Oh no. There were much more important things on her mind.

Evelyn was the first person she'd promoted. So it was quite amusing her response actually. "You work very hard...." She murmured, nodding. "I drafted you up a job description..." She murmured, handing it over. "You'll basically be doing what you are now, just you'll be more in charge.... supervisor of the ever locked room you may say." Something like that.

Leaning forward to take the description, she only read the first three words before she looked back up to Isobel. The "in charge" part was what caught her attention. Why yes, she did think Supervisor Evelyn Flores had a nice ring to it. Her smile grew just a tad and only momentarily as she turned her gaze back down to the description, reading it over quickly. Of course, it matched everything Isobel had basically said about it, but she still read it. "It sounds great. Thank you for the opportunity." With things going on behind the scenes, she really could use the uplifting effect on her mood that this brought.

A big beam came across Isobel's face as she saw that Evelyn seemed pretty happy about the promotion. That made her happy. She wanted her employees to be happy. Actually...she just wanted them turn up to work. But that was another story all together. Izzy was just hoping that after the christmas break people would start turning up more. It was kind of de-motivating to have no one turn up for work.

She was about to stay that Evelyn was free to go, when she remembered something. "So...anything coming off the potions?" Because she wasn't really up to date with what was happening in the room right now.

Half wondering whether she should be keeping this description or if she was to give it back to Isobel, her eyebrows raised somewhat at the question asked. Quite a few things were going on at the moment. "Actually..." she started to say, fiddling with the parchment. "Our studies on the new amortentia have gone as far as they can go without a trial group. Especially with the...effects after consumption."

None of them wanted to do it.

A particularly devilish Interdepartmental Memo flew down the hall and slid between the crack in the door and the floor and onto the desk of the Head of the Department of Mysteries. The memo read as follows:

To: Isobel Ferguson

This memo is in response to a notice on the Level 5 (and presumably other levels as well) bulletin board concerning the Amortentia testing. I, Harland Flynn, wish to gain more information on said testing and request correspondence in regards to it.

All the best,
Harland Flynn
Internation Magical Cooperation
Social and Economic Council
Magical Trade Personnel

A tiny paper origami crane flutters into the office, slipping under the door and landing softly on the desk. It delicately unfolds in the middle of the Department Head's desk to reveal the following memo:

Quote:

Dear Department Heads,

Please pardon the inconvenience, but the Floo Network is currently undergoing repairs in light of technical difficulties in the connections between fireplaces. Please bear with us as we work to correct the problem. In the meantime, employees are encouraged to use other forms of transportation including Apparition, Portkeys and the visitors entrance in the Atrium to commute to and from work. If you have any concerns or information crucial to the repair of the network, please contact Gabriela Schultz directly.

Thank you

He hadn’t gotten the answer he’d silently been asking for, but Dorian wasn’t about to waver in his decision. He’d questioned the earlier idea as soon as he’d seen Natasha in the meeting, and after they’d spoken over lunch, the final decision had been made. Whether or not Isobel would see it as another affront after the debacle at the orientation, of if his earlier volunteering would have even fixed that in the first place, wasn’t important. There were certain things that were more important to him than his job, more accurately people, and he’d been reminded of that. Either way, this meeting was going to have to happen, as he wasn’t going to just decline to show up at the testing. He wanted to explain himself, and officially state his reasoning even though he’d sent her a written message almost as soon as his discussion with her sister had concluded. He had already lost one person close to him due to things he couldn’t control. He wasn’t about to risk losing another to something he could, and therefore, he had to speak to her sister.

Wes had been up on Level Two, and therefore he figured it was likely that Isobel was in her office as well. That would be better than dealing with this in public, and after nodding politely at the receptionist, he’d made his way toward her office with purposeful stride. His decision wasn’t going to change if he had to wait, and he knocked on the door gently just to hopefully announce his presence. Worst case scenario was that he’d have to come back later, as he knew her employees took precedence over himself. Either way, he was going to be responsible.

Isobel mused, writing a few memos. It was kind of annoying that the floos weren't really working at the moment. It meant she actually had to properly walk to places, and she really wasn't too into that. It was kind of annoying when her husband worked right up on level 2 and she was on level 9. It was rather far apart. She had stuff to do now though, so it wasn't that too much of a bother.

Hearing a knock on the door, she looked up. She really wasn't expecting anybody. Interesting. Hmm. "Come in." May as well see who it is.

Travelling all the way from Level 4 and being engaged on the OCD behavior that was Department Head Carter, Eliza hurried up to Level 9 where the Department of Mysteries offices could be found. She bumped into an acquaintance from this Department and found out that the Head on this level actually had a fireplace inside her office.

Perfect.

Eliza's heels made sounds whilst she strutted towards the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

And yes, once again...she didn't wait for anyone to answer the door and opened it herself. This was an emergency, remember? "Hello, maa'm. I apologize for the intrusion." Hmm. This one seemed to emit more an aura same of The Schultz. "Eliza Tohsaka....from Magical Transportation." Did she have to show her badge to the woman too? "I am not sure if Miss Schultz has already visited you here. But you must be aware that we have problems with the Floo Network?" There was a fireplace indeed. WIN. "Do you mind if I use your fireplace just to test out something? This is a bit urgent."

It had been relatively quiet while he’d been waiting for any answer from inside the office, which had calmed Dorian even more than he already had been. It was amazing what resolution could do for someone, especially when combined with the feeling of having escaped some possible disaster, and he had both feelings running through him. There had been the occasional stir from the rest of the level, but he still heard when Isobel had spoken from inside. That was quick, which both helped him and meant he had less time to formulate any answers to whatever questions may be asked of him. He imagined there might be at least idle curiosity coming from the Mysteries head, if not still a bit of that irritation from the orientation quite awhile before. He hadn’t really interacted with her much after that, until the meeting regarding the testing, and now he’d backed out of that. Explanations likely would be needed, yet he hoped it wouldn’t get too much like an interrogation, with intentions and such being asked for.

That would have been what he wasn’t entirely prepared for, but he still smoothly opened the door and stepped inside. “I apologize if I’m disturbing your work, Isobel,” he said after a slight nod in greeting. He didn’t think he needed to act too much out of character, and she’d seen him on Level Two and elsewhere enough to know what he was like. “I imagine you received my message regarding my involvement in the testing,” he continued, waiting for her to choose to offer him a seat or otherwise.

At which point there was another knock on the door, and his grey eyes had went toward it as a woman had bustled in without any more announcement than that knock, let alone an invitation. He had nodded at her introduction however. She wasn’t here to meet with him, or anything related to him as a faulty Floo system wasn’t exactly CMEC business. Instead, she’d applied for the use of Isobel’s fireplace for some sort of test, and something told him she wasn’t one to wait for permission. His conversation could wait a few more moments if it had to. There wasn’t a need for Transportation employees to sit in on the topic. Not to his knowledge, at least, and he rarely used the Floo network anyhow. It was interesting information to know, but just in a general sense.

Nobody in her office and then two people come along at once. Very interesting. And both people were not from her department. Very interesting indeed. Isobel smiled, nodding as Eliza came into her office. She worked in transportation right? Well. It seemed she really didn't want to wait, and so Dorian would have to apparently.

"If you don't mind waiting Dorian...." She murmured, smiling apologetically at him. She was sure he didn't mind waiting. They did have quite a few things to discuss after all.

and now back to Eliza. Ahh. This was about her floo? "Yes....they are rather annoying." She liked her floo a lot, and it wasn't very useful at the moment. "Feel free...." Because she really wanted the network to be working again soon.