Jaxton sighed, and nodded his head as he too recognised the rather obvious hint of irony. He shrugged his shoulders and dug his hands into his back pockets looking around for his I.D. "I know. I know... but every event needs to have its security team." The American said with a shrug of his shoulders.

A few seconds later, he pulled his hand out of his back left pocket and handed over his Security I.D. to the man who he recognised from going through the Security at the Ministry. "Busy today?" He asked, wondering silently why everyone would turn up - but knowing that it was because they had to. Oh well, here's hoping.