A tiny piece of parchment in the shape of a bird flies into the office. Once inside, the bird flutters neatly onto Ivan's desk. Hmmm, you better open it!

Ivan paused his quill and took time to read the missive. Ah...a mock mission. Someone was checking up on their skills. Hm...

Ivan found some scrap paper (the back of the new forms Isabella had given him), and jotted down information for each of his staff. It took some time to decide whom to assign what.

Without a word to any of them, Ivan prepared each note and send them fluttering to their respective desks.

ooc: Staff, you've been sent a PM with your assignment. Please have your characters respond with an ICC post to Ivan. Thanks!

She was busy even though it didn't look like it. Although she was simply scanning a muggle magazine, her brain was working rapidly trying to figure out what would be the best way to get a hold of the limited edition Manolo Blahnik's--that was, until she was rudely interrupted.

Casting the magazine aside, she picked up the note reluctantly and frowned down at it disapprovingly while her brown eyes jumped from letter to letter, taking in the message. Sighing, she picked up a quill and rummaged through her drawers for a scrap of paper.

"Easy peasy,", murmured, Kim Dae-Sun, scribbling away furiously before she forgot what her brilliant idea had been.

Having finished writing up her mock assignment, Dae-Sun put the quill back on it's holding place and leaned back in her chair, wondering when they would get recliner chairs. These were awfully uncomfortable for long hours of work. Standing up lazily, she strutted towards the Boss' desk and placed the paper on top of it.

"Done!"

When Isabella got into work early that morning, she saw a random note scribbed on spare parchment on her desk. It seemed oddly familiar that paper...

Her eyes gazed over the parchement and excitement filled her! This was a good little mission, and she placed her long hair behind her ears, sat down at her desk , pulled out some parchment and her quill, and sat there, quite still for a moment, with the top of the quill in her mouth.

''Hmmmm'' lets see. ''Kristina Fahs, aged 25, well thats easy.''

She placed her Quick Notes quill tip first on the desk and spoke to it as it wrote her words, '' Ivan, Firstly i would change into muggle policemans clothes, these people are mostly respected by the general muggle public, I would go to the house and knock on the door, its an advantage that the muggles already called the police,so me arriving in this costume will not be a situation that is unusual to them.
I would ask her if she would like to talk about the disturbance of the said night. I would ask her to talk to me in private, to eliminate any problems with fellow oblivators on the scene, or overhearing nosy muggles. When I talk to Kristina, i will ask her to recollect the incidenace in question and when she was quite finished, i would bring out my wand and ''OBLIVIATE''.''

Isabella, so far thought she was doing ok for her first official memory wipe test case. Now she though about what memory to plant. Then she remembered a conversation she had heard on the muggle tube train this morning. She hated the tube, put that'll teach her for running out of Floo powder! Again!!

''The memory i would instill in Kristina mind would go something like this... ''Well Kristina, how fortunate you are to be alive.
Only a one in a million chance of this happening, i mean you hear it on the news sometime, but those airplanes are a nuisance. I will inform the Airline in question that dropping the toilets contents, in a blue cube of ice form, from the sky over residentual areas is against the law. Dont worry about any paper work, or making complaints. I'll sort that out, no wonder the roof has a hole in it, im sure we'll get some people to build it back in a jiffy! And try and sort the overturned car while we are at it!! There's one to tell the grandkids!! ''

Isabella looked down and thought, maybe a bit extravagent but it'll have to do, the tornado mind wipe scenario had already been taken, she had heard Dae-Sun talking about it under her breath.

''Never mind'' she thought, and walked over to Ivans desk adn placed the parchement neatly front and centre on his messy desk. She felt compelled to clean it, but didnt wanna move anything!

A memo flies into the office. Rather than being all decorated in an origami figure as usual, it's just a plain memo, with an "URGENT" stamp written across the front.

Isabella looked at her boss wakling out of the office, it was slightly funny, he seemed so panicked all the time, about something or another. He needed to chill. He was fine, and she respected him.

Isabella got up from her chair and looked around her desk for her quicknotes quill, after finding it under a box of berties beans she had demolished this morning, she pushed it inside her jacket with some parchment and walked to the door...

Isabella walked into the office and summoned a chalk board into the far corner near the cabinets. She sighed as she pulled out her notes from the cloak.

She wondered over to the desk to pull out the ham sandwhich she had put there early ''Merlins pant im starving'' she said, obviuosly to an empty room. She started to take small bites from it and placed her free hand with the paper still clutched in it onto her hip and thought for a few moments.

''Hopefully, this will be helpful'' Isabella took out her wand and tapped the paper, turned around to the chalkboard and said ''apearo'' and her notes appeared on the board in bright green writing. She mummered a few speells as the departments tasks appeared in bold.

She put the important part of the notes on the board for all to see, and comment on later.

She wondered back to her cair, and took of her cloak, and again started eatting the ham sandwhich that had been calling to her for hours...

She looked at the door patiently awaiting her colleagues to come back from the meeting.

Isabella had a smug look on her face, not because of what she had done, but the fact Ivan noticed. She hoped Ivan didnt mind, she just wanted to impress everyone on her second day. She looked over at Ivan and started to think, with the usual quill in mouth, hand on hip motion.

''I think, from my travels within muggle communties, they love these moving pictures called 'Movies', i reckon we could probably use a false memory to make them think they walked onto a 'Movie Set' during filming of the movie and that they had to be ushered out and told to keep it quite as it was going to be one off the biggest movies off all time. Then maybe we could go to a film writers house and implant a vision, so maybe he or she might write a story simular and bamb!'' she said as she smashed her fist ''we may have covered it all the dragons, the centaurs...'' Isabella knew she was ranting on and decided to pull an anxious face, as if to say to her boss ''sorry about that, got carried away'' kind of expression.

'' For the centaurs as well i though, we could also suggest memories of a party, some kind of equestrian or Pantomine party, I remember when i travelled around London at Christmas a few years ago, this pantomine thing was everywhere, so i went and saw one. It was like a big play, were all characters are exagrated, and men dress as women and men dress as men! It weird, but maybe the other countries have these as well?''

She looked over at Ivan for some clarification to see if maybe he knew, or had a book lying around. He looked slightly abashed by the words coming out of Isabella's mouth, as if he had never seen anyone talk so fast before. This made Isabella smaile a little and she carried on, quite matter-of-factly, still with the hand on the hip.

''Then at these parties, were all people that attended had to be the either a bottom part of the horse dressed as horses legs and the other has to be the human part. Then maybe the people stumbled on to the secret party, which they have in secret place because they dont want to spoil the even numbers?''

She stopped again and took a huge bite out of the last part of her sandwhich and chocked on it, she smashed her back to knock it out as her face turned slighty red...

Isabella looked over to the cabinet and was glad that her mum had taught her good charms at home as a teenager, Isabella used to be a really messy and clumsy person, she still was clumsy but the messy part had been sorted, to the point of being neurotic.

''Ivan, i'll put them in date order to make it easier to find, then i'll have a log book with all records to say which file is in which cabinets. She looked in her draws in her desk and found a new book, someone must have either left it, or it was never used before.

Isabella turned back to the row of cabinets and with a flourish of her wand and a silent incantation the draws all opened. Then she flourished her wand in several directions and slightly muttered incoherent spells all the files fly into the air and started to shuffle themselves, in tidy and organised in-date order piles. When the files had quite finished sorting themselves out, literally they all fell on to the floor in 10 neat piles. Isabella picked on pile at the time and lifted them in to the filing cablinets.

She looked at Ivan and said '' Sorted! i'll have to show you that one, my mum showed me when i was younger, slightly different as it was clothes, organised by colours, but hopefully it done the trick.'' She looked over at the cabinet again and pointed her wand and 'flick' the cabinet all closed in unision.

''I'll get sorted on the centaur memories then, you think the Party story will be strong enough Boss?''

Isabella looked round the office, just in case Ivan had looked round and completely missed her sitting in her chair. Isabella had the feeling that this might happen now and again.

Her boss was right, Ki was no where to be seen... ''Right boss, I'll go have a look round the floor and find her, Im sure she's not far away.''

''You want me to kind anything while im gone?'' She thought that maybe there was slight rumble coming from Ivan stomach, maybe he was hungry, or just nervous about the whole thing...

''Hoagie? like a sub roll? sure... lots of meat and lots of sauce, got it!!'' she grabbed the money out of his hand and strolled of towards the door. Leaving behid Ivan and an even more cluttered desk full of rubbish he would be better of just clearing and startingf again...

Isabella reached for the handle of the door and turned it and walked though the door and closed it behind her, she would look for Kim and then go into London for the Hoagie search. She remebered there being an Italian bakery five minutes from the Visitors entrace, she'd try there and maybe grab herself a cake whilst she was getting Ivans' submarine sandwhich, the size of a small child...

Isabella walked back in to the office 25 minutes later, after enjoying a croissant from the bakery where she had got Ivans Hoagie.

She had walked around town for a bit, and had thought to herself that she really enjoyed it here.

She strolled over to her bosses desk and placed the Hoagie on his desk, hopefully it was alright. It looked like the nicest sub she had even seen in her life, but the truth is in the tasting.

''Ivan, i couldnt find Kim, she isnt on annual leave or anything is she?'' she gave her boss a tentative look...