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redifer · 06-05-2011, 11:03 PM

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Originally Posted by Berty Borr

Lord Borr gulped down his coffee then banged his cup back on the table. "Who is responsible for these tiny cups? Can't the Minister get a decent sized cup of coffee?" His attention turned to Alexander, where he was putting the blame for the offensive sized cups.

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Originally Posted by sarahkbarrett

BLINK. BLINK BLINK. O______O

He wanted him to hold the cloth to his head?! Great Merlin, this was getting too ridiculous. A mental war was raging inside of Mason. He really really REALLY didn't want to hold the cloth up to the man's giant forehead. But... He didn't want to het fired.

"I, er... Of course. Sir." He said quietly and resumed his place standing next to the big oaf of a man. Grabbing the cool cloth, he held it... up to his forehead.

Someone hex him. This was embarrassing.

Then of course he went on complaining about the size of the cups. Oh, of course, nothing is perfect for Big Borr! Mason resisted the urge to roll his eyes and pulled out his ws wand and summoned the coffee pot to them. He also cast "Engorgio!" to his cup to make it larger and poured him more coffee.

Darngrownmanwhocantdoanythingforhimself.

Medea watched wide eyed as everything happen so quickly. This was her first encounter with the Minister and frankly she was discussed. That didn’t matter of course, he held the power give her a promotion. A powerful promotion.

Before she could get up she watched as her boyfriend applied a wet rag on the minister, and then simultaneously got the Minister a larger cup of coffee. Either he was trying to butter the large man up for a promotion, or Mason was a push over. The woman would not want a push over for a boyfriend so she convinced herself that her boyfriend was there to make nice to the large sweaty man in order to further his career.

Medea needed to figure out a way to introduce herself to the Minister. She needed to work on a promotion. She could replace that slacker of a Junior Under Secretary. She looked up to the minister and Mason. Not wanting to mix business and pleasure she chose not to look at Mason directly. This was work, not the place for kissy face and loving eyes. The woman waited to see if the mug size was appropriate for Lord Sweats-a-lot.

If Mason wasn’t able to supply an appropriate size mug she could always jump in and offer the Minister another one.

What? This was business, nothing personal. Even if it was her boyfriend, she had no problem upstaging him.

06-05-2011, 11:03 PM	#27 (permalink)
redifer Puffskein Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: Ruling Dramamine Posts: 1,724 Ministry RPG Name: Medea Ward Minister's Office	Eating chili with Sirius Red NinjaRaspberry White Chocolate Mocha Quote: Originally Posted by Berty Borr* Lord Borr gulped down his coffee then banged his cup back on the table. "Who is responsible for these tiny cups? Can't the Minister get a decent sized cup of coffee?" His attention turned to Alexander, where he was putting the blame for the offensive sized cups. Quote: Originally Posted by sarahkbarrett BLINK. BLINK BLINK. O______O He wanted him to hold the cloth to his head?! Great Merlin, this was getting too ridiculous. A mental war was raging inside of Mason. He really really REALLY didn't want to hold the cloth up to the man's giant forehead. But... He didn't want to het fired. "I, er... Of course. Sir." He said quietly and resumed his place standing next to the big oaf of a man. Grabbing the cool cloth, he held it... up to his forehead. Someone hex him. This was embarrassing. Then of course he went on complaining about the size of the cups. Oh, of course, nothing is perfect for Big Borr! Mason resisted the urge to roll his eyes and pulled out his ws wand and summoned the coffee pot to them. He also cast "Engorgio!" to his cup to make it larger and poured him more coffee. Darngrownmanwhocantdoanythingforhimself. Medea watched wide eyed as everything happen so quickly. This was her first encounter with the Minister and frankly she was discussed. That didn’t matter of course, he held the power give her a promotion. A powerful promotion. Before she could get up she watched as her boyfriend applied a wet rag on the minister, and then simultaneously got the Minister a larger cup of coffee. Either he was trying to butter the large man up for a promotion, or Mason was a push over. The woman would not want a push over for a boyfriend so she convinced herself that her boyfriend was there to make nice to the large sweaty man in order to further his career. Medea needed to figure out a way to introduce herself to the Minister. She needed to work on a promotion. She could replace that slacker of a Junior Under Secretary. She looked up to the minister and Mason. Not wanting to mix business and pleasure she chose not to look at Mason directly. This was work, not the place for kissy face and loving eyes. The woman waited to see if the mug size was appropriate for Lord Sweats-a-lot. If Mason wasn’t able to supply an appropriate size mug she could always jump in and offer the Minister another one. What? This was business, nothing personal. Even if it was her boyfriend, she had no problem upstaging him. __________________