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The woman nodded her head once in acknowledgement as she walked over the threshold into the office. Taking a quick glance around the room she was impressed with his office furniture, it was manly, powerful, impressive and it looked like an office should. That thought however was immediately interrupted when she noticed a 3-wheeled thing hanging from the ceiling. That’s when she looked closer at her surroundings. Wow. Hoard much?! Talk about clutter.
Bringing her eyes back to Mr. Recard she held out her hand, ”Pleasure to meet you sir.” And here is where she struggled, small talk or no small talk?! Sure in most conversations with most people it was customary but she really wasn’t a small talk kind of person. Medea Ward was more of a straight to the point kind of person. On the other hand the woman was vying for a promotion, she wanted power. More power than the position of Internal Liaison Supervisor could grant her anyways. The woman wasn’t ungrateful of the opportunity, just hungry for more. Being nice, friendly and warm might get her further.
Eh… small talk it is.
Gesturing to 3-wheeled thing dangling from the ceiling, ”May I ask what that is?” The woman tried to come off sincere and genuine, not sure that she had succeeded though. One thing she knew for sure, it had to be Muggle-made.
There was one thing Medea hated more than a weak-willed individual, and that was a Muggle. She wouldn’t show it though, nope. If she wanted power someday she’d have to pretend to at least tolerate Muggles. Isn’t that how politics work?!
Turning back around from the cabinet and setting the file on the desk's mahogany top, Armen's eyes landed on the Liason Supervisor's hand extended waiting for a shake. The Department Head reached his hand out and shook her's, a wary, yet kind smile on his face. She worked on the same level as Borr and wondered if she perhaps was part of the Cult. He did this alot nowadays, wondering who was on their side and who was not.
"It is a pleasure." he said nodding.
Taking a seat and gesturing towards the chair across from him, Armen followed her gaze and listened excitedly for her reaction to the muggle item hanging from the ceiling in the far corner.
"Oh that Miss Ward is a tricycle. Its a children's transportation machine, quite ingenious yes? It is physically impossible for the thing to tip over you see, Muggle made too. Do you like it?" Armen took a second and looked at the contraption, turning his head to the side in admiration. Muggles were completely clueless at times but some of their things were at last interesting. Now if that pesky Statue would be dropped....