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A steady stream of swear words spilled out of his mouth, something that didn't stop when he, walking backwards, bumped RIGHT into someone else (Gidwyn). Someone close to a wall? Uh, HELLO?! "Sorry, I was just..... I wasn't looking." Could they laugh and move on? Please?
Just as he was starting to think he might have to actually go and make first contact with some of his new co-workers..

Gidwyn let out an "Oy!" as the air was slightly knocked out of him. He, unsurprisingly, was rather taken aback by the very sudden, and practically violent arrival of a gentleman he didn't know. The impact did cause the Danish he'd been chewing on to do a backflip off his plate, but its near-loss awoke in him a primal, almost superhuman reflex and dexterity, and he caught it long before it was in any danger of hitting the floor.
"Ah, no wucka's, mate. I'm right as rain, I am." he smirked with that telltale aussie accent while picking a razzberry smudge off his lapel.

He considered the man for a moment, trying to decide, among a few other things, whether they'd met before. Tentatively coming to the conclusion that they hadn't, he turned his attention towards the second matter at hand. "You alright? You look like you've got a manticore on your heels!" he asked jokingly, though he did shoot a glance over Grayson's shoulder, juuust in case.
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SPOILER!!: Charles, Daisy, Conley, Kendra
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The exchange did not slip by the Minister, nor did certain embellishments and despite how he had addressed the subject with Conley prior...he WAS a bit chuffed that he had not been informed! He was allowed to be a bit of a contradiction, came with the territory of being a Gryffindor and Minister for Magic. As well as a human. "Thank you. January truly knows how to whip people in to shape when it comes to these sorts of matters." And how to scale back because, well, Charles was always one to go a bit overboard when it came to parties. Something that had paid off for the World Cup but they had to maintain a budget, after all. "All possible because of the outstanding team of department heads we have running the country, wouldn't you say?" he chuckled while giving the man's shoulder another firm squeeze before his attention shifted to Miss Swan and he offered her a handshake.

"Games and Sports, if I am not mistaken?" Her application had stood out just a little because his granddaughter belonged to the house of Hufflepuff and was always writing him lengthy letters (of which he always memorized in their entirety) regarding her housemates. "You're in positively outstanding hands there. I personally guarantee it."

There was a bit of a mischievous wink tagged on to the end of that sentence as well.

"Ah, Miss Baines!" he chuckled at that OUTSTANDING greeting. Were this not a formal event he would have, perhaps, enveloped the young lady in a bit of a hug but...he was trying to be on more professional behavior. "I am QUITE well if I do say so myself. Placed your bids yet? Hmm? Hopefully nothing that outbids myself." Wink wink, nudge nudge.

And then Charles' keen blues fell on one Mr. Kim - a young man he knew far too well without having ever met the boy personally outside of the interview process thanks to the escapades of his precious peace of a daughter during her Hogwarts days. "AH! MR. KIM! Good to see you my, boy! Certainly looking forward to seeing what diligence you bring to the Minister's Office!" he greeted jovially.

His smile subtly widened upon Victoria's arrival. "Ah, Victoria. I had just been praising to to one of your new employees. A Miss Swan," he mused while glancing around for that same young lady. "Can I tempt you with a drink?" he inquired as he offered his arm. "I think I saw something with raspberries floating in a bit of bubbly and it looked particularly tantalizing."


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Airey truly wasn't sure what to bid on, though he could see Andromeda enjoying the paintings in particular. She was such a gifted child. A TRUE Flamsteed in that right and so curious. He had not yet decided what to do on his own "date" - figured he would sort all that out when he saw who it was to come up with something fitting - but the thought of them winning an opportunity to babysit his terrific trio was quite tempting.

His thoughts were ironic considering the question posed to him by Miss Cambridge.

"This is not my first time up for auction, Miss Cambridge," he mussed as he turned from the tables to look at her. "Or have you forgotten the fundraiser held at Hogwarts? You were...a second or third year, I believe." The years all blended together after a while. "Our Minister has never been anything but a man of his word, I would consider it quite like an ionic bond and you the Carbon to parchment's Oxygen. Best you can hope for is that no one bids on you...though then that would be a true shame for the fundraiser. A true Kobayashi Maru training exercise."


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James Summers was HERE. Though he wasn't sure WHY he was here. He didn't care for politics and Hogwarts hadn't exactly steered him in any good direction. But his publicist and stylist had spent the past few hours fitting him in his all black suit and tie with a smart pair of sleek black shoes that likely cost most than the family farm. Such was the life of being a famous model.

His latest campaign was going well and he had heard that all his individual poster prints were sold out in most markets. It inflated his head just a bit to think about all the doors, walls, and ceilings he was on all across Europe.

The man bun was gone for the evening, a choice from his stylist rather than himself because he had grown rather fond of the low man bun, and his hair was looking particularly silky. Something he had to remember to address whenever someone commented on it. He was a walking branding machine for the evening with set phrases to say with regards to his tailored suit, perfect blonde locks, and snazzy shoes.

Grabbing himself a drink as he effortlessly wove through the crowd - this was nothing compared to the launch parties of Berlin and Paris - James strut his much more polished runway strut through the Atrium without a worry about the budget for the auction he had been allotted. He wasn't so good with numbers and, really, his manager had been foolish to entrust any sort of funds with him.

It was mid-strut that he spotted....Zita? With her arm on some other bloke? Some other older bloke. Bloody hell...it was happening all over again. Though this bloke he felt he could probably take down if push came to shove. Getting pummeled to a pulp over the same girl was, hopefully, a one time occurrence.

Staring, a bit unabashedly, for a few moments at her...he casually and totally TOTALLY breezily took a LONG sip from whatever it was he had grabbed and slipped his free hand into his pocket...and then stepped up to this little HOMEY looking trio.

"Take it where, Zita?" he asked caaaaaasually, taking yet another sip as his eyes glared glanced at this chum and then over to the other woman (Mariana) Zita was being quick to dismiss. "You're looking stunning this evening, as usually." He was speaking to Zita and doing his best to sound posh in his tone - unpolished as he always was. "Summers. James Summers," he greeted the OTHER woman while offering his hand. "I'm a model."

Victoria tried not to show that her mood was instantly lifted with his presence, but how could she not. He was a great friend that cared and it showed. Plus he was a brilliant minister and in his element this evening, many reasons Victoria had come to find that it was best that she had lost the election so long ago. Though she was so caught up in her own thoughts and his smile she almost didn't hear him say about her new employee.

Straightening her posture a bit she lifted her hand to Miss Swan, 'Ah, yes, Daisy, very nice to see you this evening. I do hope you are enjoying yourself and ready to jump right into business soon." The young girl showed promise in her interview and her quidditch knowledge was going to be very helpful. When Conley came near Victoria's brow raised, she wasn't one to start into the ever long debate of carpets but it had seemed to grab Charles attention as well as Kendra, 'Those petitions come along every so many years, they mean nothing really. If people are very serious to bring the sport of carpets to the British and Irish league they are going about it all wrong. The first thing they need to do is work on getting it on a campaign to legalize it, which it has been in the past and voted down as a no. They can't just petition for a sport that is illegal it is doing no one any good and it is wasting a lot of valuable time and parchment." Was that educated enough to stop the nonsense and get back to the evening? "Kendra I have not seen any sort of measures to legalize carpets in a while, have you?"

The night was moving on and so was she from the conversation, her eyes back on Charles, 'Did you say something about bubbly with raspberries, because that sounds marvelous right now."


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”Oh she certainly does Sir,” Conley agreed about January. He didn’t think that she cared for him much and frankly the feeling was mutual. Perhaps he just hadn’t gotten to know her, but frankly, he got the impression she didn’t want to get to know him. So in true circling fashion, Conley tried to avoid her as much as possible.

The squeeze to his shoulders was a bit harsh this time around and Conley had to restrain himself from shrugging the man off. Dealing with Charles was like dealing with your grandmother who liked to pinch your cheeks and leave a big lip-stick stained kiss. If you let him be, he often got distracted and moved on to another victim person.

”Ah, that’s a fun department." Conley offered up to Daisy. Not that he really knew too much about that department. Not his field of expertise. " I imagine you’ll be quite busy this year with mascot tryouts and that new broom hitting the market. I also believe there was another petition submitted for allowing magic carpet racing.” At least one had passed across his desk recently, sent along from one of the ambassadors. He’d of course forwarded it to G&S, but with the way things hadn’t been working around the ministry lately, Conley wouldn’t be surprised it if never arrived.

”The bowling tournament was a lot of fun. I particularly enjoyed it.” he said to Daisy. Trying to steer the conversation away from work. ”Do you bowl?”


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Text Cut: Mariana, Zita, and James



Other…side…of the…room…. Adam fought down the urge to groan. Especially at the words ‘dance floor.’ How the heck was he going to navigate his way through that?! ”Oh…alright. Dankeschön...Fräulein -?“ After learning her name, perhaps she'd be so kind as to lead show him the way there. Or perhaps he should just find a table and –

The sound of clicking distracted him as did the hand on his arm. Adam’s hands scrambled for the big coke-bottle glasses. He truly hadn’t expected Zita to come to the party. She hadn’t yet seen him those terrible, horrible bug glasses and this was not how he wanted to introduce them. Not when he looked so smart in his green suit. And yes, he did notice Zita’s tone towards the young lady. He just wasn’t sure to what to make of it. ”Sita… I – “

He was cut off by the arrival of yet another person. This time male. A male who apparently knew Zita. Adam wasn’t sure how he felt about that but did know that he didn’t’ like the way this James was talking to Zita or the woman who was kind enough to help him before Zita arrived. Because, frankly, he sounded like a big jerk. Adam folded the glasses up and stuffed them into a jacket pocket. He clearly couldn’t see the man (to Adam he was a big blurry blob), but he tucked Zita’s hand into the crook of his arm and kept his hand over hers. Should he say something? He "glanced" at Zita. Perhaps it was better to let her take the lead here.
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"That it is." Emilia smiled, amused. Frankie seemed to be living his best life where the food was concerned and she was more than happy to continue letting him do so, taking a bite off her own plate and giving a satisfied nod of the head. It really was delicious.

A new baby! That was really all the brunette was focused on as the auror pulled a picture from his wallet and offered it up. She leaned in, her smile growing as she took in the happy family. "You've got a beautiful family," She commented, nudging him gently. "And your holiday was definitely more exciting than mine. Congratulations, really." She wondered what it'd be like to be that settled, a family at home, one you were responsible for. She couldn't quite picture herself taking something like that on at this stage in her life, but it was definitely something she hoped for in the future. Frankie's expression, alone, was enough to show how much joy it could bring to your life. "Is this your first night out since the baby was born, then?"


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"It's Mariana and it's no problem at all." The botanist took the man's hand and offered a shake in greeting, wondering where he was from. His accent was thick, harsh around the edges, and she would've asked if it hadn't been for the woman who seemed to zero in on them. Was it just her or did the blonde look a bit like a lioness ready to pounce? Uh...

"Right, okay." Whatever was going on between these two, Mariana did not want to get in the middle of it. "It was a pleasure to meet you, Adam." Since that's what the other woman had called him. She'd just be going no-

Oh Merlin, now who was this?

Raising her eyebrows a bit, the brunette watched as the self-proclaimed model arrived to claim the lioness woman, much like she'd done to the visually impaired gentleman she'd been helping, and honestly, this was all a little amusing. Had she stumbled into a soap opera somehow and not realized it or?

Taking his hand, she offered James Summers' hand a shake, a small smile playing on her lips. "Mariana Medina. Botanist." She would have said it was nice to meet him, but the jury was still out on this little group that had formed.



This feeling was nice, she couldn't deny it. It had been some time since Z felt the power she used to with eyes on her and her possessive superior voice coming through. She felt in charge again if only for the moment, but it was nice and she kept her eyes on the woman. She watched as the woman looked between them but then her eyes shifted and a voice, that voice, he was here?

Zita turned letting go of Adam's arm, "James, what are you doing here?" She moved to give him a greeting hug and kiss on the cheek. Had he said something about taking, she just ignored missed that spot. "Of course I look good, don't I always?" Her smile grew though, being noticed was something she did adore and she gave a little spin so he could fully see her outfit. Now she was glad she had gone the extra to look on point.

'Where are my manners, Adam, this is James, James this is Adam and well she already introduced herself." What was her name again, Maribe, Maribarbie, Mari... oh Zita didn't really care that much but she gave the woman a tight smile, "Zita Vella, as in Vella Teas." Yes, she still would use her father's company when she wanted to impress.



Was she late? Of course not, Topanga knew exactly what she was doing so one full hour after the gala started she had made her entrance and oh what an entrance. She didn't have a plus one and she really didn't need one. Where was the fun in that anyway? Instead, she had dared her cousins to dress up and carry her in. Oh, the fun her family had during the holidays. It was very normal to find them doing crazy games like daring each other to do things, but this, yes this was probably the best dare she had ever come up with.

"Hello everyone! Hello! This looks like a very sideways party." Sideways, HA, did they get it? Because she was on her side being carried in. Once fully into the party in the middle of the dance floor, her cousins set her down and for so many reasons took off out of the gala and to get out of their silly clothes. She, on the other hand, loved dressing up and having fun, so right away she started dancing.
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The blond middle-aged prophecy maven passed a small group of people where a french man was clearly making a cute young couple quite uncomfortable. Knowing without needing any spiritual guidance how this man’s night might end she stopped to look at him and adviced forgetting the hunger for a bite to eat for a moment. "Give it a rest will you? The night has just started, but if you continue to ruffle the wrong people’s feathers then you’ll end the night with your head first in the buffet's fruit bowl." Just saying.
Aaron was mostly only here for the food. And you know, his wife. But the food was a big part of why he was here, so distractedly he almost missed her sharing that little information about shoving someone into a fruit bowl?? UH. Reaching to squeeze her hand, he leaned into her ear and whisper, "Laur, do we need to head the other direction." Keeping her grounded was clearly his strong suit. "We can go check out the auction items, perhaps?"


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While she wore a pleasant smile as she milled about the Ministry party, Kendra was actually doing her best to keep her short temper in check. She might have been easily talked into auctioning herself off, but that was merely because all of the other department heads had agreed to it and she couldn't be the only one who wasn't a team player. And it was admittedly for a good cause. But she was less than pleased thinking about the actual outcome.

She obtained for herself a small plate of various bite-sized desserts and began to mingle. And she soon happened to find herself near the Minister and a few of her fellow department heads, catching just the end of a conversation that sounded very interesting to her. "That's the first I've heard of Magical Carpet racing," she added as she paused to greet them all. "Good evening, Charles... Conley... Victoria, nice to see you," she added with a pleasant smile before popping one of the bite sized cakes in her mouth. And though Games and Sports would have quite a bit to do with that sort of racing, after it was approved, it was her department that would have to deal with the regulations beforehand. Regulations that were already quite strict and had only fairly recently been put into place. "I hope there isn't any illegal racing going on?" she added, lowering her voice. What a hassle for several departments, in that case.
Chloe was here. Slightly late, but mostly because Apollo decided to have a tantrum. She thought he was beyond that and apparently not. The redhead overhead the sound of her boss talking about illegal racing and immediately sidled up to her. "What's this about illegal racing? And good evening, Kendra," Also brief nod at the other department heads too who she knew mostly by facial recognition which came from working in a place for as long as she had.


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Louise was going to make a deeper effort to get to know more people; resolutions for the near year and new century too, she supposed. Wearing some black pants paired with colorful heels and matching top, the brunette headed into the atrium, her dark eyes gazing around and looking for some sort of familiar face. Perhaps bidding on one of these 'days with a department head' might be a good way to meet people. But to whom should she bid?
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Well somebody was a party poop. Valentin wondered if he could slip a Muffling Draught into Laurel's drink because she certainly was ruining his fun. ” And would those feathairs belong to you? Because ai can save a dance fair you too.” Maybe a calming draught would be better, because she sure looked like she was wound tighter than a spring. He was sure a few turns on the dance floor would unspool that tightness and while he would rather spin a strapping young man around the dance floor, he wasn’t averse to sashaying with a pretty lady from time to time.

Ah! But the pretty young lady (Katrina) was playing along! Perhaps this party wouldn’t be a total snooze. ” Oh do not wairry, ai 'ave a mémairy lik an elephant.” Valentin of course, would let her and the young man disappear into the crowd and he would wander off to find something to eat. He didn’t chase those that weren’t interested. He just liked teasing them a little.

However, the young lady continued to chatter and well, Valentin did like the sound of his own voice to talk with others. ” Ja. Und Sie, ich nehme an, nennen Deutschland zu Hause?“ (Yes. And you, I suppose, call Germany at home?) he answered in German; his inflection lacked a little- he had a hard time with the guttural language and so he switched back to English to introduce himself. After all, he assumed the rest of the group did not speak German. ”Valentin Roux, Ambassador from Ministère des Affaires Magiques de la France,” he gave a playful salute with his flute of champagne.


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”Quidditch was always my older brother’s thing,” he offered up trying to keep the small talk with Daisy going so that she didn’t feel excluded by all the people who had gathered around the drink table; there were after all, a lot of department heads. However, he wouldn’t have blamed her if she slipped off when she could. He would, if he were her. ”What position did you play?” he asked.

Conley drained the rest of his drink as he realized how big the group had gotten. He’d also lost sight of Sachin and hadn’t been able to keep an eye on the auction table. Again, he wrestled with he question of how embarrassing it would be for him to not receive a single bid. He just couldn’t come to a decision on the matter.

He glanced around trying to find his fiancé in the crowd but wasn’t able to spot him. ”Mmmm…? Oh, no. No illegal racing,” he said responding to Kendra’s question. ”Just a simple petition I was sent from one of the ambassadors. I had it forwarded to your office Victoria. I take it, it didn’t get to you?” Why was he not surprised that it hadn’t made it’s way to her office? Things just hadn’t been operating right in the ministry lately. He made a mental note to not take the lifts anytime soon. ”I’ll see if I can track down the petition and bring it your office. It was a just another request to have the UK join the league. ” And while he imagined the country’s answer would once again be ‘no,’ it was still his responsibility to pass along the request.

Victoria began talking about how people should go about legalizing the sport in a tone that booked she didn’t want to linger on the topic. It was find with Conley, as he didn’t care a hoot and a half about whether or not carpet racing became popular in the UK. He was, however happy that the tone should also book no further discussion on the topic. And with that, perhaps Conley could finally slip off.


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Zita pulled away and Adam was left standing there with his hand pressed against his chest like a dorky Napoleon. His blue eyes blinked a few times in confusion, and he wondered if whatever was going on would be worth any fallout from putting on his big bug-eyed glasses just to see what was going on. Almost.

Because he knew how much Zita cared about the way things looked. That’s why he had pulled them off his face as quickly as could when she showed up.

But he hadn’t realized how much Zita enjoyed being handed compliments about her appearance, because it was not something Adam could do for her. Had he been wrong about her being a little more…beyond those kinds of things? Because right now, he sure wasn’t getting that from her. Suddenly Adam’s stomach felt a bit queasy.

And he was feeling a bit of irritation at Zita’s dismissal of his colleague and at Zita’s dismissal of him.Mariana,” he stated, unable to keep the touchiness out of his voice. Apparently, he was just ‘Adam.’ Boring old Blind Adam who was not worth further introduction and yes, rational Adam knew he was totally ignoring the fact that he worked in a department that literally had ‘Mystery’ in its title. Still, Zita could have said something: Adam the potioner; Adam who works for the Ministry; Adam my…what? Friend? Boyfriend? He wasn’t sure if introducing him as her friend would have felt better or worse.

What he did know was, he wished he would get lost.

And he also prayed that his colleague wouldn’t walk off.
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Was James being a complete peacock? Why yes, yes he most certainly was and thank you for noticing. What was also noticed was the way that this older bloke was cradling Zita's arm and hand and just in general touching her. Which did very little to help with some theories that had already been pre-established in his mind due because of what had gone down during their Hogwarts days. NOR did it really help him think logically...but then again, when was James Kenton Summers ever logical and consistent about anything?

Well...no, there were a few things one could count on him for. Childish pranks, an obsession with pyrotechnics, looking hot, being a good snog, and being dense as a rock about most things.

Two of which Zita could recently attest to. One of which all of them were aboutt to confirm with the next words coming out of the blonde's mouth.

"Marinara? Like the pasta sauce?" he asked while returning her handshake AND doing one better - just a little something slick he had picked up during his fancy parties all over Europe - and politely kissed the back of her hand. "Enchanté. I'm a huge spaghetti fan and dipping my Mozzarella sticks in Marinara sauce." He was ten thousand percent genuine in what he was saying and by no means was meaning to make a complete mockery of her name. He also had no idea what a Botanist was or what they did, but he was smooth in his transition. "That must be fascinating work...Botanist...ry."

It truly was a soap opera unfolding, which was great for James because he was built for reality TV.

He was a bit surprised but also not surprised by the hug and easily returned it with his arms resting low on her hips as he did. The cheek kiss was icing on the cake in the situation as was the way Zita pulled her arm free for the hug. HA! Which, naturally, meant that he was reaching out to grab her hand as she spun to help her finish that twirl. "You do, but you look super good tonight." Aaaaaaaand he was just going to casually drape his arm around her waist, since she was sticking closer to him than the other bloke. Adam, apparently. Just Adam.

"Zita and I were at Hogwarts together," he explained to the general crowd. In case anyone was curious. "Reunited again recently."
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“I am not the best of flyers. You may want to take cover if I ever get on that broom, even if it is amazing”, one of her hands now covering the rose like tinge of her cheeks. Quidditch always seemed to be a massive deal to everyone else in the wizarding world. Everyone except her that is but being raised in her house, that was not at all surprising.

What was this? Another potential friend coming to join them? And he had an owl with him too! “Maybe that stationary would come in handy for my new job!” which was completely true. With it being her first real job, she was eager to impress. Maybe making a bid on the stationary set would impress her fellow co-workers? “It’s nice to meet you by the way, I’m Delyth”.

With a little wiggle of her hips, she couldn’t help but smile as she recognised the song that was now playing throughout the atrium. Torn between the conversation with her new friends and the catchy tune that was now playing, she settled on dancing where she was, moving her body in time with the beat ever so slightly.
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[color="#cc0000"]He continued to gently stroke the tawny owl's chest as he spoke with the three ladies, it helped keep the owl calm as well as keep the man's hand occupied so it did not drum somewhere on his thigh or stomach.

"This is Furmgoat," he smiled as he introduced the owl to the woman - who had called him sir and that made him feel like a stuffy bloke rather than one with a bohemian soul. "I suggest a trip to Eeylops Owl Emporium if you are in the business for owl ownership." Always willing to promote a fell shop owner.

That silver number on the other woman was...something. It was a bit hard not to stare, but he prided himself on not being that sort of fellow and so he turned his gaze back to the owl perched on his shoulder for a bit of a palate cleanser. "Zachaël Lufkin," he introduced in return, offering his hand - the one that had just been caressing his owl - to her for a shake. "Delyth...that's Welsh, is it not?"

He caught Rebecca's glance from across the room and lifted his glass to her...though she seemed engrossed in other conversation and it would be rude of him to leave his present company when he had only just arrived.


Alba was really starting to enjoy herself, so many people had come to this shin-dig and it was a blast. She loved all the noise and commotion, so many bright colors and magic about. "Well Hello there Furmgoat. Alba smiled at the owl and gave it a little wave... did people wave to owls?? Gosh she was so socially awkward. "I'll have to do that." Alba added to Zachaël's comment about where to shop for an owl. She had assumed he owned the shop, what with bringing and owl to the party and all, but who was she to judge. "Alba Johnston" She added, mind as well introduce herself as well. "Do you own the owl shop?" Whelp, maybe that was bit forward ... or maybe she was just getting to know people, she could never tell if she was being over bearing or not.

Turning her attention to Delyth's dancing Alba couldn't help but smile. "I love dancing!" She added joining her in the little jig where they were at, she couldn't go too crazy though, after all they were at her place of employment, and Alba was certain she had seen the Minister of Magic around here some where.
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Giovanni was quite startled as a woman started talking to him. It took him a while to adjust to the situation. "I personally don't like these bidding stuff. What are the odds you're going to win something?", he said, "Forgive my pessimism." After a while he changed his mind and said, "Actually, I might go for the Private Robe Fitting consultation as well. I need some new clothes too." He took a form and quickly filled it in. Slipping it into the box, he stood back up. He adjusted his red tie (it kept moving out of place) and added, "Sorry, did you say you work in the Creatures department? Because I work there too." He held his hand out and introduced himself.
"I'm Giovanni.", he explained. A very common Italian name, it was. His parents were not creative at all when naming him. He remembered something about his grandparents naming him, but it was most likely just a cover story for not being as creative with names when they were young.


Oops had she startled the man? That hadn't been Becca's intention at all. She had just wanted to chat idly with someone new. The man got prop's in her book for finding himself pretty quickly though. Shrugging Becca looked up from examining the rare stamp collection. "I suppose the odds depends on how many people bid at the auction tonight." It wasn't something she cared much about though since it could be 20 or hundreds that opened their purses to bid tonight and it really was in her mind a wasted point to try and guess the odds. "I personally think we should just bid to bid for Hogwarts sake. If we win or not is secondary since the school is in such need." If Becca's small bid helped repair the Hogwarts castle back to its grandness then it was worth it and not a complete waste.

The man was interested in the clothes consultation too which meant that Becca had a competitor. She took her own form, filled it out after thinking carefully deciding on a bid and then she slipped it into the waiting box after the man had done the same. Taking a step back to look over the dates up for auction she paused making big eyes at the sight of her own bosses name which made her hear only parts of the man's but thankfully his introduction. Turning Becca beamed and reached out to shook the man's hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you Giovanni. I'm Rebecca and I'm new in the spirits division. Where do you work?"


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Aaron was mostly only here for the food. And you know, his wife. But the food was a big part of why he was here, so distractedly he almost missed her sharing that little information about shoving someone into a fruit bowl?? UH. Reaching to squeeze her hand, he leaned into her ear and whisper, "Laur, do we need to head the other direction." Keeping her grounded was clearly his strong suit. "We can go check out the auction items, perhaps?"
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Well somebody was a party poop. Valentin wondered if he could slip a Muffling Draught into Laurel's drink because she certainly was ruining his fun. ” And would those feathairs belong to you? Because ai can save a dance fair you too.” Maybe a calming draught would be better, because she sure looked like she was wound tighter than a spring. He was sure a few turns on the dance floor would unspool that tightness and while he would rather spin a strapping young man around the dance floor, he wasn’t averse to sashaying with a pretty lady from time to time.


Laurel was not amused by this sassy mouthed french man and she couldn't understand how that girl could be interested in his company. Shaking her head she declined curtly to the man "No thank you Mister. I'm waiting to dine and dance with my husband." As Aaron arrived just then at her side she felt the comforting squeeze of his hand on hers and turned to look lovingly into his eyes. "Yes, let's go look at the auction items Aaron maybe we can bid on a new family broom for the children?" Laurel was more than ready to be steered away from the man that looked like he was a pot of trouble waiting to happen and she felt bad for the girl who had no clue. Turning away from the french man it took some effort to utter out "Have a good evening mister!" to him before Laurel turned all her attention on her husband "What took you so long Aaron? Did the kids not want to be left at my mothers?"
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Mariana was learning quite a bit about the people around her simply by observing the way they interacted with each other and she'd decided that these were definitely not the people she needed to be spending her time with. Even as the model one mispronounced her name, proclaiming his love of pasta and mozzarella sticks, the botanist found herself looking around for an escape route. "It's Mariana," She corrected distractedly at the same time as Adam, who might be the only person here that wasn't completely full of themselves. She offered him a small smile in gratitude, appreciating the help. Wait, botanistry? That...was a new one. "Working with plants can be, yes." And yes, this was her way of helping him out, as it was abundantly clear he had no idea what her area of expertise was. Why would he? She was sure as a model he had better things to concern himself with...

She was starting to get a headache here.

Particularly when James announced that he and Zita Vella of the Vella tea Vellas had reunited recently. It wasn't so much the word choice as how it was said, and the brunette suddenly felt uncomfortable. Funny seeing as she didn't even know these people. Adam, though...she couldn't help wondering how he was feeling about this. She'd thought when the other woman arrived that the two of them were together, but seeing this James and the way he was acting with her, the brunette was all confused.

Soap opera indeed.

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Chuckling to himself as he grabbed some desserts from the buffet, he turned without paying much attention as he was quite distracted in thought and bumped into a person nearby (Simon). "Ah, sorry about that, mate!" he offered an apology, noticing he got some chocolate frosting on the back of the man's shoulder, also recognizing him as an MLE employee. Oops. That'd brush right off...
Ah, there was Victoria and three more of her department head compatriots as he took in the woman, Kendra, Eliora and Zhuó Xiá each with a small nod. More than a full house of the ministry’s leaders chatting it up….or commiserating on the fundraising effort? Or a little bit of both. Not his place to snoop, however. Rather to observe the random gatherings of people and making sure nothing at all bad was going on and nothing more. Well other than trying to enjoy himself even a little bit before they all got back to another fun year at the Ministry.

Taking another sip from his goblet, his attention shifted in the direction he had last seen Angelina only to be caught off guard. Surprise. Thankfully, Simon was quick to recover, reflexes still tuned by training keeping him from wearing his drink outside the errant small drop. Graciously a relatively clear liquid. And at least the face he was greeted with was a seemingly apologetic one. “It’s alright…accidents happen, eh?” Not like he could see whatever crumbs might reside behind him.
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Fletcher saw his son already starting to get loose from his mum, but kept an eye on him for now. He had his wand at the ready, primed in his holster, just in case anyone tried any funny business here. He was NOT prepared to be embarrassed in public just yet. He didn't know enough people here to play it off as funny, like his joke about the new century.

Cracking a grin toward his lady, Fletcher continued toward the Minister's general area, though he was also distracted by the auction table. Poor Hogwarts... he did still care about that place; after all, if it weren't for the Triwizard Tournament, he wouldn't be here, would he? "What should we bid on?" he murmured to Jessa as they neared the table, and then saw the minister himself. Oh great, what was Dunk on about now? Just as soon as they arrived to the important people, his kid had to get loud. Of course. "Shhhhhh," Fletcher reprimanded his son, noting just a beat too late that he was on the run... again. "'scuse me," he took off, jogging after his kid and casting a quick spell to slow him down before he ran into the Minister or climbed a table. He TOTALLY got this hyperactivity from his mum.

Fletcher caught up to his son and put a hand on his shoulder to hold him in place. He then crouched down to his level to give him a lecture, still holding him in place with a VERY heavy hand. "Dunk, you know not to run in public. You could have tripped over something, or run into someone, or could have broken something VERY expensive." Which Dad did NOT want to pay for today. "What do you have to say for yourself?" HE'D BETTER BE SORRY, step one!
Jessa did not care for the auction as much as the man wearing the very interesting suit. Can they just make a stop at the minister and compliment his suit? She walked on with her husband to the auction table nonetheless. "You can feel how rich and posh everyone is here." She whispered in her BOYFRIEND's ear, with a small chuckle. This reminded her of her snooty father and his kind of people.

Ooh, look at a child running in the middle of this soiree, what an embarrassing moment for his parents-- oh wait. Good thing her BOYFRIEND had quick reflexes. He was jogging after Duncan, wand in hand. Oh dear, okay, this was embarrassing she was totally pretending she didn't know the pair but also she was strolling towards them with the most chilled face. Ahem. yes, hi, hello, nod, smile, nod, hi.


What was going on?? He was suddenly not able to run AS fast as he could!??? He looked down at his feet with a perplexed look before his dad was right there in his face, holding him and looking a little red in the face. Angry? Duncan then realized that he was stopped by magic. "You cheated, you used magic!" Sooooo he totally could outrun his dad. Oh wait, they were not in a race.

Duncan scowled as he was being lectured. He hated when his father knelt down, it meant serious business. What did he have to say for himself? UHHHH---"thaaaat I'm sorry I didn't run faster and let a spell stop me?" HEHEHEHE. See? He's cute.


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It was the flash of a spell being cast that caught the Minister's attention next and his reflexes already had his hand moving towards his wand holster when any knee-jerk concerns were laid to rest as he saw his new Junior Undersecretary quite literally chasing down a boy who he presumed to be his son. Oh, well, perhaps they should have made it more clear that this was not the best setting for children...though he had seen Alexa around here somewhere with her own daughter. Charles was hardly one to deny a child any sort of experience, however, so it was a thought easily dismissed. His wand hand steadying, Charles smoothed the fabric of his golden vest and tucked his thumb inside the pocket as he addressed the pair. "You need to get that enthusiasm a leash, Glitter Puff," the man chortled as he offered the young man in question a bit of a wave.

Not really. Charles thought leashes for children were terrible in concept. He was not particularly fond of leashes in general and had never once put them on the Shiba Inu he and Yukie had kept.
Wait, who's this man? Duncan looked up at him, studying him. "Dad? What is Glitter Puff?" Like the pygmy puff his father used to own? Was the man speaking to his father or Duncan or an imaginary friend?

Jessa contemplated not joining Fletcher and her son, and go on to meet the ministry in the peculiar suit. But she beelined towards them anyway when a man in a golden suit stopped to talk to them. "Excuse me, hi, I'm Jessa." She smiled widely, unbothered for their son's behavior at the moment. Who was this? A colleague?
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“It’s a pleasure to meet you Zachaël” she replied, a friendly smile on her face. “My name is Welsh as a matter of fact; how did you know?” a look of surprise on her face now. No one in Canada has the foggiest about where her name came from or how to pronounce it when she’d been there studying.

Still dancing to the music, she couldn’t help but smile as her new friend Alba joined in with the dancing. Dancing really was all about having fun after all, even if you’re not the best, you can still try. She may look a fool but at least she was having fun. “Why don’t you come and join us Zachaël?” she called over to the man with the owl, gesturing with her hand to come join them. Although, she had the sneaking suspicion that he may not have been the dancing type. But then again, it would be rude not to ask.
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Ok, clearly talking in a heavy German accent wasn't enough to make him (Valentin)go away. Perhaps she should just tell him, straight to the point? But that was too rude. Katrina had no idea why she was caring about how rude something was. Anybody who knew her well would know that she was rude to everyone most of the time. But this was her first Ministry appearance, so being rude wasn't exactly an option. Now what other options were there. Just walking off? That was still rude. Dismissing him politely? That could work. First she would give her own name and then dismiss him. That was good enough.

"Katrina Rothenberg,", she said, introducing herself, "Nice to meet you, Valentin. I will see you around." Hopefully she wouldn't 'see him around', as she said, because she did not know what she would do if she ran into him again. She looked back at Ryder and made a face that said 'Now go! Before he decides to keep talking to us!'.


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Giovanni looked over the other items as he stood near the table. The woman (Rebecca) seemed to take a little bit longer to fill in her form, so he waited. She was probably looking at other items. "Nice to meet you Rebecca. I've worked in the magical beasts division for two years.", he said. Suddenly, he remembered what centennial meant. As to quote his sister, A.K.A. the nerd of the family, 'The word centennial refers to the hundredth anniversary of something. For example, as you're going to the Ministry's Centennial Celebration, it means that the Ministry is 100 years old.' She said much more but he hasn't been bothered to listen to anything else.

"Would you like to grab a bite to eat?", Giovanni said, motioning towards the food table, "I'm parched." The last time he ate was lunch which was a long time ago. His mother had fussed him about (yes, his mother still fussed him about when he was 23) how he was dressing for the celebration. He was probably going to get his own house soon though.
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Initially, Charles was unaware at the enthuasiastic approach belonging to his new Junior Undersecretary and instead his attention easily remained with Conley and Miss Swan. Though, yes, if Charles were the sort to wear lipstick it would end up smeared on cheeks. And likely his own teeth as well.

It was the flash of a spell being cast that caught the Minister's attention next and his reflexes already had his hand moving towards his wand holster when any knee-jerk concerns were laid to rest as he saw his new Junior Undersecretary quite literally chasing down a boy who he presumed to be his son. Oh, well, perhaps they should have made it more clear that this was not the best setting for children...though he had seen Alexa around here somewhere with her own daughter. Charles was hardly one to deny a child any sort of experience, however, so it was a thought easily dismissed. His wand hand steadying, Charles smoothed the fabric of his golden vest and tucked his thumb inside the pocket as he addressed the pair. "You need to get that enthusiasm a leash, Glitter Puff," the man chortled as he offered the young man in question a bit of a wave.

Not really. Charles thought leashes for children were terrible in concept. He was not particularly fond of leashes in general and had never once put them on the Shiba Inu he and Yukie had kept.
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Jessa did not care for the auction as much as the man wearing the very interesting suit. Can they just make a stop at the minister and compliment his suit? She walked on with her husband to the auction table nonetheless. "You can feel how rich and posh everyone is here." She whispered in her BOYFRIEND's ear, with a small chuckle. This reminded her of her snooty father and his kind of people.

Ooh, look at a child running in the middle of this soiree, what an embarrassing moment for his parents-- oh wait. Good thing her BOYFRIEND had quick reflexes. He was jogging after Duncan, wand in hand. Oh dear, okay, this was embarrassing she was totally pretending she didn't know the pair but also she was strolling towards them with the most chilled face. Ahem. yes, hi, hello, nod, smile, nod, hi.


What was going on?? He was suddenly not able to run AS fast as he could!??? He looked down at his feet with a perplexed look before his dad was right there in his face, holding him and looking a little red in the face. Angry? Duncan then realized that he was stopped by magic. "You cheated, you used magic!" Sooooo he totally could outrun his dad. Oh wait, they were not in a race.

Duncan scowled as he was being lectured. He hated when his father knelt down, it meant serious business. What did he have to say for himself? UHHHH---"thaaaat I'm sorry I didn't run faster and let a spell stop me?" HEHEHEHE. See? He's cute.


Wait, who's this man? Duncan looked up at him, studying him. "Dad? What is Glitter Puff?" Like the pygmy puff his father used to own? Was the man speaking to his father or Duncan or an imaginary friend?

Jessa contemplated not joining Fletcher and her son, and go on to meet the ministry in the peculiar suit. But she beelined towards them anyway when a man in a golden suit stopped to talk to them. "Excuse me, hi, I'm Jessa." She smiled widely, unbothered for their son's behavior at the moment. Who was this? A colleague?


Yes yes, everyone did seem rather posh here. Rich, though? Meh, maybe. Fletcher had seen richer and honestly hadn't been that impressed by the salary Ms. Bones had offered him. The posh thing though... it made him want to loosen his tie and go grab a drink, stuff his mouth with food, and then maybe accidentally spill said drink on someone. Some of these people were so stuck up each other's butts...

Uh, anyway. His son was on the loose. It was soooooooo nice of Jessa to help; he'd be bringing that up later. She was supposed to do the discipline at his events and vice versa. But here he was, lecturing the kid once again. He was NOT cute to his own parents when he was being BAD, and yes, Fletcher's face was a little red. His tattoo had also made an appearance on his neck, just long enough to silently and ferociously howl at his son before it disappeared again.

"No." Fletcher was brusque with the boy because he knew that his son knew better. If they'd been at home, Dunk would be in the time-out corner with the loss of two toys if Fletcher were in charge for the evening, because if not, Jessa was definitely the softer parent. As it was, Fletcher settled for a stern, disappointing shake of the head, and then grabbed his son's right hand and stuck it to his own left hand with a spell. Then he stood up, so that Dunk's hand was caught in Fletcher's iron grip with no chance of escape. "I'm an adult," he informed Dunk sternly. "I'm allowed to use magic." There was no such thing as cheating here. Pffft. Dunk only WISHED he could outrun his dad. He'd show him later. He'd sh---

"Oh, Mister Minister!" Fletcher just now realized who was watching his family spectacle. He grinned a little because, y'know, his nickname. It had grown on him with time. "Yeah, that's me. I don't have a leash, but maybe this will work." He lifted his arm a little, so Dunk's feet started to rise off the floor, since they were attached at the hand and all. He was deliberately ignoring the boy since his attempted run-away moment. "I hope you don't frown on bring your children to work day?" It wasn't today, but uh, here was his kid. Nice to meet ya. And speaking of kids, "Didn't I go to school with your daughter?" How many Hollingberries were there, after all? He'd thought there had been a nice Hollingberry who smelled like cookies at Hogwarts.
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It had been difficult choosing which of his owls would accompany him this evening, Nuria was out of the question given her recent and somewhat erratic behavior, but ultimate he had elected to go with Furmgoat due to his coloring being the sort to match his suit's aesthetic. That and the tawny owl was the most well trained as long he kept the treats coming - which he had a pocket full of. He was actually hoping to have a word with the new Creatures head...if he could find them around here.

Would probably help if he knew who he was looking for and what they looked like. He probably should have read the Prophet for this sort of thing. The paper came through the Owl Post daily so it was not as though the opportunity were not there or anything.

Twisting some of his brown curls around his finger, Zachaël wanted to just hang around the perimeters and not engage like he usually did at these sorts of stuffy formal functions...but he would probably drive himself mad doing so. So, after grabbing himself a juice of some sort and giving the owl on his shoulder another treat to placate his temperament, the shop owner took a breath and approached the closest group...who happened to be discussing the auction. Well, that was...somewhat of an easy in for him with conversation then seeing as he had two items on the list.

"Evening and salutations," he greeted with a nod of the head while he removed the hand from his hair to stroked the tawny owl's chest lovingly while his bright blue eyes danced between the three ladies. "I cannot say that I know much in the way of brooms." Read: he knew absolutely nothing about brooms unless they were the sort used for sleeping. "But I hear that the stationary set being offered up are truly a one of a kind product."
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Alba was starting to feel a bit overwhelmed, there were people everyone where, so many people, so many wands out and about, again not something she was used to. And then a gentleman with an owl on his arm joined them. "Well hello Sir." She added with a smile, he said something about brooms??? "I know nothing of brooms." She added, "My feet stay firming on the ground" Whew ... not that was out of the way. "I do like stationary though." Alba added turning around to see if she could find the item. "What's your owl's name?" She added with a smile, she liked owls to... in fact she needed to get herself one now that she was going to be in the wizard community full time. "I'm in need of an owl." She continued ... okay .. was she babbling?????
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Delyth couldn’t help but smile as more and more people arrived, the sleek silvery dress that clung to figure becoming less and less conspicuous. Despite some early nerves, she really was beginning to enjoy herself at the party now as she met more and more of her fellow work mates.

“I am not the best of flyers. You may want to take cover if I ever get on that broom, even if it is amazing”, one of her hands now covering the rose like tinge of her cheeks. Quidditch always seemed to be a massive deal to everyone else in the wizarding world. Everyone except her that is but being raised in her house, that was not at all surprising.

What was this? Another potential friend coming to join them? And he had an owl with him too! “Maybe that stationary would come in handy for my new job!” which was completely true. With it being her first real job, she was eager to impress. Maybe making a bid on the stationary set would impress her fellow co-workers? “It’s nice to meet you by the way, I’m Delyth”.

With a little wiggle of her hips, she couldn’t help but smile as she recognised the song that was now playing throughout the atrium. Torn between the conversation with her new friends and the catchy tune that was now playing, she settled on dancing where she was, moving her body in time with the beat ever so slightly.
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He continued to gently stroke the tawny owl's chest as he spoke with the three ladies, it helped keep the owl calm as well as keep the man's hand occupied so it did not drum somewhere on his thigh or stomach.

"This is Furmgoat," he smiled as he introduced the owl to the woman - who had called him sir and that made him feel like a stuffy bloke rather than one with a bohemian soul. "I suggest a trip to Eeylops Owl Emporium if you are in the business for owl ownership." Always willing to promote a fell shop owner.

That silver number on the other woman was...something. It was a bit hard not to stare, but he prided himself on not being that sort of fellow and so he turned his gaze back to the owl perched on his shoulder for a bit of a palate cleanser. "Zachaël Lufkin," he introduced in return, offering his hand - the one that had just been caressing his owl - to her for a shake. "Delyth...that's Welsh, is it not?"

He caught Rebecca's glance from across the room and lifted his glass to her...though she seemed engrossed in other conversation and it would be rude of him to leave his present company when he had only just arrived.
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Alba was really starting to enjoy herself, so many people had come to this shin-dig and it was a blast. She loved all the noise and commotion, so many bright colors and magic about. "Well Hello there Furmgoat. Alba smiled at the owl and gave it a little wave... did people wave to owls?? Gosh she was so socially awkward. "I'll have to do that." Alba added to Zachaël's comment about where to shop for an owl. She had assumed he owned the shop, what with bringing and owl to the party and all, but who was she to judge. "Alba Johnston" She added, mind as well introduce herself as well. "Do you own the owl shop?" Whelp, maybe that was bit forward ... or maybe she was just getting to know people, she could never tell if she was being over bearing or not.

Turning her attention to Delyth's dancing Alba couldn't help but smile. "I love dancing!" She added joining her in the little jig where they were at, she couldn't go too crazy though, after all they were at her place of employment, and Alba was certain she had seen the Minister of Magic around here some where.
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“It’s a pleasure to meet you Zachaël” she replied, a friendly smile on her face. “My name is Welsh as a matter of fact; how did you know?” a look of surprise on her face now. No one in Canada has the foggiest about where her name came from or how to pronounce it when she’d been there studying.

Still dancing to the music, she couldn’t help but smile as her new friend Alba joined in with the dancing. Dancing really was all about having fun after all, even if you’re not the best, you can still try. She may look a fool but at least she was having fun. “Why don’t you come and join us Zachaël?” she called over to the man with the owl, gesturing with her hand to come join them. Although, she had the sneaking suspicion that he may not have been the dancing type. But then again, it would be rude not to ask.


"What a lovely owl!" Grae exclaimed as a man in a very colorful suit approached them. "Nice to meet you, Zachaël, And you too, Furmgoat," she said after the man introduced himself, offering to shake hands in greeting. She giggled when Alba waved to the owl. Yes, they could definitely be good friends. Waving at animals was a good sign of a pure soul. Unfortunately, it didn't seem like Quidditch would be a hot conversation topic tonight. Perhaps they could continue talking about owls? "I love your suit by the way," she said, gesturing at Zachaël's outfit. Not in a flirty way, just simply complimentary. It was quite unique. "Do you happen to work in Diagon Alley? You look quite familiar," she said, trying to place him. Grae'd definitely seen him before when she was out shopping. She just couldn't put her finger on where.

She hadn't really expected to dance much tonight, but she couldn't help but smile as the two girls started to bob to the music. Well, a few moves couldn't hurt, right? "Well what do you think ladies? Shall we head to the dance floor?" Grae asked, setting down her glass of champagne and smoothing out her dress.


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Katrina quickly steadied herself. Thank Merlin she wasn't wearing heels. She would've definitely fallen, and falling wasn't a great first impression, she had learnt from past experiences. She was not going to give any detail about that. "Thank you.", she said, when the man had helped her steady herself. "I wasn't looking where I was going. I do that quite a lot", she explained. She was always alone with her thoughts when she walked, and some of her thoughts were quite eccentric. "I'm Katrina. I'm new as well. What department do you work in?", she inquired, as she introduced herself. It was always nice to know more about people you just met.

Katrina noticed a man walking towards them. He had a heavy French accent, and he seemed to be flirting with Ryder. She quickly looked back at Ryder as he mentioned her, and her instincts took a while to adjust to the situation. "Wha- Oh yes, of course.", she said, playing along, "Shall we?" She took his hand and hoped that they wouldn't actually dance, because she was horrible at it. Yes, she was more worried about her terrible dancing skills than Ryder's awkwardness.
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Ooooo….apparently Valentin hit a nerve! Excellent! He always did enjoy making others uncomfortable. Perhaps he could make it a little more uncomfortable. He took a small sip for his glass as his brown eyes darted back and forth between the handsome young man and the lady he was pleading with to help him out. Oh yes, Valentin was quite used to the straight-man plead for help when he hit on them. A bit Cheshire grin formed on Valentine’s face. ”What a pitay. Pairhaps you can save me la last dance, non?” he was trying very very hard not to chuckle. ” Ai promize to lét you lead.” He winked at the lovely young lady. ” Mademoiselle, yur drez eez quite stunneng. Pairhaps you too weehl save me a dance? And ai promize ai weehl not stép on you toes.” This time he did laugh.
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Laurel Vance-Rose entered the centennial celebration in a simple dark red creation wondering why she had agreed to attend. Okay it was granted that she wanted to keep Airey’s grumpiness off her back for another few weeks, but really who didn’t remember how the bowling event had ended last year? Trying to not be a pessimist and actually enjoy herself for a night without listening too her beloved Inner eye too much the blond headed towards the food buffet since Aaron was running late.

The blond middle-aged prophecy maven passed a small group of people where a french man was clearly making a cute young couple quite uncomfortable. Knowing without needing any spiritual guidance how this man’s night might end she stopped to look at him and adviced forgetting the hunger for a bite to eat for a moment. "Give it a rest will you? The night has just started, but if you continue to ruffle the wrong people’s feathers then you’ll end the night with your head first in the buffet's fruit bowl." Just saying.
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Katrina normally did not do well in awkward situations, but she was doing quite good playing along in this sticky position. "Zhank you, sir.", she said. She smiled kindly at him as he complimented her dress. And now he was asking her to save him a dance? That was a... maybe. She was very forgetful, and she may forget. "I vill try not to forget that request. I am very forgetful, so I am sorry if I forget.", she explained. Suddenly, she had an idea of how to make him go away. She would talk a lot, as most people got annoyed if you talked a lot. She would force her German accent whilst doing that too, as some people described it as annoying. Very rude and inconsiderate people they were too. She threw German words in there too.

"I zake it du bist französisch?", Katrina started, "Your Akzent sounds sehr französisch to mich.", she said. Who even understood what she was saying? Only a German person would. She wondered if any other Germans worked in the Ministry. She started to get distracted from what she was doing. What was she doing again? Oh yes, talking to the man in a heavy German accent to annoy him. "Vat ist ihr name, Herr?", she asked. She was trying her best not to laugh, as she found it very funny to annoy unwanted people.
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Well somebody was a party poop. Valentin wondered if he could slip a Muffling Draught into Laurel's drink because she certainly was ruining his fun. ” And would those feathairs belong to you? Because ai can save a dance fair you too.” Maybe a calming draught would be better, because she sure looked like she was wound tighter than a spring. He was sure a few turns on the dance floor would unspool that tightness and while he would rather spin a strapping young man around the dance floor, he wasn’t averse to sashaying with a pretty lady from time to time.

Ah! But the pretty young lady (Katrina) was playing along! Perhaps this party wouldn’t be a total snooze. ” Oh do not wairry, ai 'ave a mémairy lik an elephant.” Valentin of course, would let her and the young man disappear into the crowd and he would wander off to find something to eat. He didn’t chase those that weren’t interested. He just liked teasing them a little.

However, the young lady continued to chatter and well, Valentin did like the sound of his own voice to talk with others. ” Ja. Und Sie, ich nehme an, nennen Deutschland zu Hause?“ (Yes. And you, I suppose, call Germany at home?) he answered in German; his inflection lacked a little- he had a hard time with the guttural language and so he switched back to English to introduce himself. After all, he assumed the rest of the group did not speak German. ”Valentin Roux, Ambassador from Ministère des Affaires Magiques de la France,” he gave a playful salute with his flute of champagne.
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Ok, clearly talking in a heavy German accent wasn't enough to make him (Valentin)go away. Perhaps she should just tell him, straight to the point? But that was too rude. Katrina had no idea why she was caring about how rude something was. Anybody who knew her well would know that she was rude to everyone most of the time. But this was her first Ministry appearance, so being rude wasn't exactly an option. Now what other options were there. Just walking off? That was still rude. Dismissing him politely? That could work. First she would give her own name and then dismiss him. That was good enough.

"Katrina Rothenberg,", she said, introducing herself, "Nice to meet you, Valentin. I will see you around." Hopefully she wouldn't 'see him around', as she said, because she did not know what she would do if she ran into him again. She looked back at Ryder and made a face that said 'Now go! Before he decides to keep talking to us!'.


"Perhaps," Ryder said to the man, giving him a charming smile. He was about to lead Katrina out to the dance floor when a blonde woman chimed in. So it seemed to be the general consensus that this man was known for.....er, making advances. Chuckling softly at Katrina's attempts to confuse Valentin, and raising an eyebrow at Valentin's surprisingly German-sounding response, he figured he should rescue them both from this situation. "Shall we?" he said, and without further ado, he led Katrina into the crowd on the dance floor. Once he was certain they were out of sight, he let go of her hand. "Sorry about that. I just figured it'd be a good escape. We don't actually have to dance." Unless she wanted to, of course.
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The whole magic carpet conundrum was turning out to be quite the headache with only Conley seeming to know what anyone was actually talking about. If the situation were a bit different, Charles felt that this could have been the set up to a rather amusing joke along the veins of how many department heads it took to screw in a light bulb. Quite unusual for both Kendra and Victoria to be disorganized with their paperwork.

Merlin this was quickly becoming stuffy conversation now, wasn't it?

"We shall all simply have to regroup at the Ministry on Monday and see if we can get the matter sorted and properly document," he nodded to the trio accompanied with a casual clearing of the throat. "Clerical error somewhere, surely."

And here he thought the interdepartmental memo situation had been rectified.

"Yes. The bubbly," he chuckled while patting Victoria's hand draped around his arm as he bowed his head politely to the rest of the group. "If you will excuse us, raspberry bubblies call and I must make a final bids announcement." He waved his hand among the group. "Hop to it if you haven't already."

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"You absolutely did!" his voice boomed, CLEARLY pleased that he had remembered his beautiful daughter. "She spoke quite highly of you, a first year during the whole Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts. Though you were not her favorite champion to start, I lament to recall. She was quite close with a Miss Cameron Caddock...were you close with her? My precious ray of perfect sunshine always spoke fondly of the older Gryffindor. One of her first mentors at Hogwarts. She also spoke highly of a Raiden Kururugi...whom you needed to work together with to defeat a rather savage cockatrice. Oooooooh...she wrote PAGES and pages about that final task. A rather bit of brilliant thinking on your part to mimic the call of a rooster to confuse the beast. My daughter, she is a renowned dragonologist now...by the way. Works as a fertility specialist specifically trying to increase the dragon number of endangered species. I have pictures I can show you sometime..and of my five grandchildren her and her husband, Lewis...who was a Hufflepuff as well, blessed me with. Truly terrible what wizardingkind can do to creatures, don't you think? Hunting them nearly to the point of extinction. Getting those great creatures to mate under pressure and incubate their eggs according is quite remarkable...not to mention the conditioning required to get them acclimated back to their natural environment away from the reservation. It's quite delicate work but very important work. But anyway...back to this cockatrice," he chuckled a bit and smoothed his tie down. "Impressive quick thinking on your part under pressure! A valuable skill and quite the remarkable Hogwarts career!"

Forgive him, Victoria, they would be getting to those bubblies in a moment. Though a quick glance at the large pendulum clock on the wall reminded him of an announcement he needed to make as well.

"Oh, pardon me for just a moment..." Clearing his throat, the Minister pressed his wand to his throat and spoke once again. "FINAL CALL FOR ALL BIDDING IN THE SILENT AUCTION! I will be announcing the winning bids in 15 minutes!"
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Straightening her posture a bit she lifted her hand to Miss Swan, 'Ah, yes, Daisy, very nice to see you this evening. I do hope you are enjoying yourself and ready to jump right into business soon." The young girl showed promise in her interview and her quidditch knowledge was going to be very helpful.



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”Quidditch was always my older brother’s thing,” he offered up trying to keep the small talk with Daisy going so that she didn’t feel excluded by all the people who had gathered around the drink table; there were after all, a lot of department heads. However, he wouldn’t have blamed her if she slipped off when she could. He would, if he were her. ”What position did you play?” he asked.




"Well, I was a reserve but I made sure I was skilled in every Quidditch position because it was best to be prepared. I did go through a number of rough patches during my time at Hogwarts but I do think they made me stronger."

Daisy then heard the Minister's announcement about the silent auction "How exciting!!"


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"Thank Merlin. The sooner this is over the better," she muttered under her breath.
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Though before he could do so, there were a few people he needed to diplomatically maneuver. "Ah you flatter an old man too much, Mr. Kim," he chuckled. It felt a bit...odd to refer to him as Jonathan, though that most certainly the name he had heard most often. Well, that and Jon Jon but he would most certainly never be uttering that aloud. "No need to be thanking my or my staff. When a qualified applicant presents themselves, we would be daft not to hire them," he added with a bit of a wink.

His eyes saw where the beverage section is and that one looks like something he needed right now. Maybe in a bit he will pour himself a glass of champagne or something but for now he is still talking with the minister -- who seems to be like a really interesting person... Hmmm, interesting because he is so chill and "fun". Quite the opposite with his daughter. She was more meek and rather shy in crowds. Enough comparing. "Ah yes, sir. I look forward to seeing you in the office" he smiled.

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S I G H.

She detested this. She detested the social gathering, the idle chatter, the constant need to introduce herself because she was, in essence, still a new person here. Every part of her would rather be at home, meditating to the gentle ambiances of the latest slow tunes to hit the WWN. But after much consideration - and a small talk with her mum later - she came to realise that, yes, she was a newly appointed Department Head. Therefore, skipping a work function, no matter how tedious, was simply out of the question.

Again, S I G H.

Strolling her way into the Atrium, Zhuó Xiá - or Rosalyn, if she opted to go with her given name - shrugged off her coat and deposited it in the coat check close to the fireplaces. She barely hesitated before wandering up to the dessert buffet, her long, shimmering, golden dress floating behind her as she walked.

Ladling her plate up with bite-sized sweet treats, her eyes did a bit of wandering and soon landed on the very distant glimpse of the auction tables - or where she knew the auction tables to be. It was enough to cause her to instinctively let out a small tut under her breath. While there were good intentions behind this and the auction was, admittedly, for a good cause, she couldn't help but feel slightly downhearted at the very idea of being auctioned off as a "date" to some randomer. The idea of trying to make idle chatter with someone she had never met before and offer them something substantial for their money was enough to make her want to leave the event all over again.

Whatever. Desserts first, worries about "dates" and auctions later.
Years into working at the Ministry and Sloane still dreaded their functions. He felt out of place in the penguin suit his youngest sister Sasha seemed convinced he needed to wear. ”You need to be presentable!”, she informed him each year as she made him check that he fit into the one suit he owned and that it still flattered him. Whatever that meant, his sister was crazy. This year however, he hadn’t passed her inspection. ”You’ve grown!”, She had said, eyeing the bulging shoulders of a jacket that simply didn’t look right, or feel comfortable. She’d fussed and declared that she would contact Ryn… and that they would take him shopping.

No amount of arguing or persuading or chocolates, had disauded his sister from her plans - so here he was. Galleons down for a suit that he wasn’t even sure he liked, in a colour he was 90% sure he shouldn’t be wearing, to an event that he would rather have missed.

Great.

Why was he not still working hand-to-hand with dragons again?

Letting out a breath, he moved towards the desserts instead of the bar, his sweet-tooth would always win out. Surveying the table, he gave the woman across from him a genuine smile. ”Miss Li.” He inclined his head in a slight bow, even as he picked up a pastry from the plate that was directly in front of him. ”I hope you are well this evening.” And not too frustrated at the countless interactions with colleagues you would only glance sight of in the corridor and people you would never see again.
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Gidwyn let out an "Oy!" as the air was slightly knocked out of him. He, unsurprisingly, was rather taken aback by the very sudden, and practically violent arrival of a gentleman he didn't know. The impact did cause the Danish he'd been chewing on to do a backflip off his plate, but its near-loss awoke in him a primal, almost superhuman reflex and dexterity, and he caught it long before it was in any danger of hitting the floor.
"Ah, no wucka's, mate. I'm right as rain, I am." he smirked with that telltale aussie accent while picking a razzberry smudge off his lapel.

He considered the man for a moment, trying to decide, among a few other things, whether they'd met before. Tentatively coming to the conclusion that they hadn't, he turned his attention towards the second matter at hand. "You alright? You look like you've got a manticore on your heels!" he asked jokingly, though he did shoot a glance over Grayson's shoulder, juuust in case.


And then a lot of things happened at once.

First? The Danish started flying with some kind of gymnast energy, but the man, whoever he was, caught it as if pastries always flew off his plate. It was enough to cause Grayson's eyebrows to shoot right up as he looked from the saved pastry to the man again. Jeez, what kind of ninja had he bumped into?!

The second thing he noticed was the accent. An aussie accent, at that. He hardly even cared for whatever it was he said - right as rain? - but the accent? It was difficult not to pick up, wasn't it? "'S not gonna leave a smudge, is it?" he asked, nodding at the bit of raspberry that he was picking off.

Lmao, a manticore on his heels? WELL. He glanced over his shoulder and back at where he had run from, letting out a small snort. "Guess you could say that," he started, turning back, "But a Manticore would be the one thing that would make me not want to stay for dessert." Reasonable, wasn't it? He thought so.

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Years into working at the Ministry and Sloane still dreaded their functions. He felt out of place in the penguin suit his youngest sister Sasha seemed convinced he needed to wear. ”You need to be presentable!”, she informed him each year as she made him check that he fit into the one suit he owned and that it still flattered him. Whatever that meant, his sister was crazy. This year however, he hadn’t passed her inspection. ”You’ve grown!”, She had said, eyeing the bulging shoulders of a jacket that simply didn’t look right, or feel comfortable. She’d fussed and declared that she would contact Ryn… and that they would take him shopping.

No amount of arguing or persuading or chocolates, had disauded his sister from her plans - so here he was. Galleons down for a suit that he wasn’t even sure he liked, in a colour he was 90% sure he shouldn’t be wearing, to an event that he would rather have missed.

Great.

Why was he not still working hand-to-hand with dragons again?

Letting out a breath, he moved towards the desserts instead of the bar, his sweet-tooth would always win out. Surveying the table, he gave the woman across from him a genuine smile. ”Miss Li.” He inclined his head in a slight bow, even as he picked up a pastry from the plate that was directly in front of him. ”I hope you are well this evening.” And not too frustrated at the countless interactions with colleagues you would only glance sight of in the corridor and people you would never see again.


As it turned out, her resolution to concentrate on the desserts and not the auction was brought to a sudden stop when the Minister decided to make an announcement. An announcement that just so happened to mention that the auction was coming to a close. It was enough to cause this Department Head to sigh in relief. Fifteen minutes and she would find out who she would have to grace with her presence.

Maybe she should try and figure out what it is she should talk about with whoever won this auction.

But, for now, she had other things to worry about. Namely, a man from her very own department greeting her. It was enough to cause her to smile in return and reply, "Thank you, Mr Eris, I'm doing very well. There are desserts and cheesy music, I can't complain." She gave a half-hearted shrug. "How are you this evening? I hope the dragons haven't been working you too hard."
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Gaston was conflicted about attending the gala. He never felt he fit in at the Ministry, and large gatherings made him nervous. But he had to be here. Attendance was expected, and he couldn't afford to risk being out of a job again, especially not with a wife and two children to provide for! Job requirements aside, he still would've come to show support for the students he left behind. In the nearly three years since he left Hogwarts, he never stopped thinking about them. He never stopped loving them, and not a day went by that he didn't wish he was back with them.

He should've been there! If he had, three people, two of them children, would probably still be alive. He wouldn't have allowed those pink mutant creatures from last year close enough to eat him. He wouldn't have waited so long to search for the missing children. He would've single handedly turned the Hogwarts grounds upside down searching until he either found them or gave his life trying! If only I'd been stronger, he thought wistfully.

Gaston shook his head to distract himself from the guilt and anger that had been his constant companions since he left Hogwarts. The feelings never went away; he just got better at hiding them with time. He'd been standing by the wall the whole time, his hands resting atop his cane as he watched the party unfold around him, when the Minister's announcement jerked him out of his thoughts. Oh, crud! He suddenly remembered he hadn't placed a bid for anything yet and made a beeline for the table.

He perused the options. There wasn't much that interested him, to be honest. He hated fireworks and wasn't much for flying or stamp collecting either. He didn't need any stationery or robes, and he was happily married to the love of his life so a date with a department head was out of the question! The one listing that caught his eye was for the paintings. He admired the hard work and raw emotion that must've gone into them, but the bid was bound to skyrocket beyond his budget. Instead he set his sights on something more attainable: the toppings basket. Desiree and Adam would love it, and besides, the best thing he could do for the students he left behind was to donate to their school. He filled out a form from the appropriate stack and left a note at the bottom: Please donate my maximum bid to Hogwarts even if it is not the winner.


With that, he placed his form in the box and waited.
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Daisy was waiting for the "results" of the auction and as she waited, she spotted a familiar face. It was her beloved former Charms professor, Gaston Marchand. Excusing herself, Daisy made her way over to where he was.

"Gaston Marchand? It is wonderful to see you!" Daisy greeted with a smile, ready to hug him in greeting if permitted.
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Giovanni looked over the other items as he stood near the table. The woman (Rebecca) seemed to take a little bit longer to fill in her form, so he waited. She was probably looking at other items. "Nice to meet you Rebecca. I've worked in the magical beasts division for two years.", he said. Suddenly, he remembered what centennial meant. As to quote his sister, A.K.A. the nerd of the family, 'The word centennial refers to the hundredth anniversary of something. For example, as you're going to the Ministry's Centennial Celebration, it means that the Ministry is 100 years old.' She said much more but he hasn't been bothered to listen to anything else.

"Would you like to grab a bite to eat?", Giovanni said, motioning towards the food table, "I'm parched." The last time he ate was lunch which was a long time ago. His mother had fussed him about (yes, his mother still fussed him about when he was 23) how he was dressing for the celebration. He was probably going to get his own house soon though.
Rebecca browsed the other items up for auction, but was satisfied with her bid on the Malkins consult only. 90% of the departments head up for bidding on we’re women and it’d be super weird to bid and then potentially win a date with one of them. The only department head Becca knew somewhat was her new boss Miss Li but she didn’t want to date her. Then they could talk about a whole different weird. Taking a step from the form box she focused her full attention on Giovanni and repeated her earlier question. "2 years, wow you’re practically a veteran. Which division did you say you work in?" It wasn’t spirits that was for certain.

As if Giovanni could sense her hunger he offered her to grab a bite with him. Smiling Becca said "I’d like that very much. I’m quite famished actually. Is there any foods or drink you think i should avoid at a big event like this?" It wasn’t that she was suspicious or anything like that it was just that some food we’re better prepared than others when it was made for hundreds of people. "So shall we go check out the buffet then? I know i want something sweet for dessert."
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As it turned out, her resolution to concentrate on the desserts and not the auction was brought to a sudden stop when the Minister decided to make an announcement. An announcement that just so happened to mention that the auction was coming to a close. It was enough to cause this Department Head to sigh in relief. Fifteen minutes and she would find out who she would have to grace with her presence.

Maybe she should try and figure out what it is she should talk about with whoever won this auction.

But, for now, she had other things to worry about. Namely, a man from her very own department greeting her. It was enough to cause her to smile in return and reply, "Thank you, Mr Eris, I'm doing very well. There are desserts and cheesy music, I can't complain." She gave a half-hearted shrug. "How are you this evening? I hope the dragons haven't been working you too hard."

A genuine smile graced Sloane’s lips as he nodded in her direction. ”I’m glad to hear that, Miss Li.” He told her. There would have been nothing worse than his new Department Head having a bad evening; afterall, he’d had Supervisors in Romania who hadn’t even lasted two weeks. Though, admittedly, they hadn’t been used to the Dragons they were working with even if they had all worked with Dragons in general for years. Hungarian’s were simply temperamental. It was always better if you could work with the same Mother and her whelps. It helped to create a bond, trust, a connection. That connection hadn’t been there for those who thought they knew everything… who thought books and a university degree allowed them - no made them - better than those who had been there for years or decades.

He grinned at that, he couldn’t help it as he raised his own plate towards her in agreement. ”I have too agree, my sweet tooth will always win out.” Unless there was coffee. Then coffee could be had with his treats. That would be heaven. …. Was there coffee??? His eyes looked around slightly, but came back to rest on his Department Head. He wouldn’t be rude. He’d look for the coffee later.

”I am fine, thank you.” His free hand smoothed down the silk tie, unsure of the materials and colours - but here he was. So he couldn’t complain. ”They are doing well. The Welsh Green’s we found last month have all been rounded up and have a new, forest like pen within a sanctuary in Snowdonia.” He nodded. They had found the first three easily enough, but the fourth, a whelping no more than six months old, had been small, scared and camouflaged. It had taken them time, but they had found him and reunited him with his Mother and (they assumed) siblings.



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Guilia was here to support her boss. Obviously. She was also here to make sure nothing went wrong or humiliated Eliora. Nothing would be worse right now. No-one needed that right now. Not Eliora or any of the other Department Heads. Not on the back of last year… Not with the plans to raise money for Hogwarts. Nothing was allowed to go wrong tonight.

As such, the Italian had made various circuits around the room, the same glass in her hand for the whole evening as she had checked on the pile of auction slips to make sure they didn’t run out as she placed her own bid, she made sure the food didn’t run out and that there were no issues with the bar.

She didn’t dance, she watched from the side lines as she ensured that no-one was making a fool of themselves. People could be so stupid.
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She probably should have noticed the awkward of Adam and on some levels, she knew and felt bad about it, but Zita was in her old element with the attention and even with all her growth it sucked her right back in. Her smile grew as James said about them reuniting lately, a bit of a blush hitting her cheeks. "Yes, it was very good to get to connect again." Something she had thought about since, but now her eyes were back on the woman almost forgetting she was still there, though catching the irritation in both Adam and her tone.

'Oh James is always being funny like that, don't mind him. He knows how to pronounce names." He really didn't, but the lady shouldn't get her panties in a bunch, "I don't know how anyone works here, to be honest." She wasn't that big of a fan of the place, which Adam quite knew.

"Why don't we all find a drink and have a toast." She reached for Adam's arm giving the woman another look. He wasn't going to need her help.



"No, I'm afraid I never saw it, but like I said, probably for the better since there is nothing I can do anyway. " She was happy when Charles said about looking at it later, she really did want some bubbly and maybe a chance to get away from the crowd. Looking around the room she smiled at the others she passed, but honestly, she was taken back by the minister, watching him in his element. She had come a long way in her leadership skills, but watching him she knew she'd never been that good and she was glad he was in the position that he was.

She could wait for the bubbly, she knew he had a job to do.
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