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the fastest seeker · 07-13-2013, 01:31 PM

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Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE

There it was! Warfield lifted out his sandwich and unwrapped the packaging he placed around it this morning. It looked so delicious, and he had resist biting into while just making it this morning. Turkey, lettuce, pepperjack cheese, jalapenos, and spread with a little to much horse radish sauce. The stinging smell of just the horse radish watered his eyes. "Victoria Smith, Smith, Victoria. AH! Of course you took my Money a few months ago." Hmmm, perhaps he should have rephrased that. No matter, what was said has been said, and she technically did take his money. Elmo what a fun name to say. He had heard that name when he was small little kid from the Muggle T.V. "The Ministry Advisor, yes please do send him in." He eyed his sandwich carefully, perhaps it was not a good time for a Mid-Morning snack. "Ms. Smith please do come back in once you've retrieved him as well." Warfield had a pretty good idea as to what Elmo wanted to speak to him about.

Did she interrupt the man's meal? Was it breakfast. Though it was past breakfast time for her at least. And was that lettuce peeking out. Noooot her business. Back to the man's face. Raising her eyebrow, Victoria took her time to process this. Took his money? The first logical answer one provides when someone says you took their money is NO I DID NOT. She just blinked then her memory clicked. The managers and the elections and all that stuffs. She nodded in understanding remembering where she had seen Warfield before. It didn't come across her mind before, since at that particular day she had met fourteen managers. And a few were very annoying and persistent on knowing where the money was going. Well, not into her pocket for sure. "Of course, I remember. The elections, I collected the fee," She finally spoke up. Though she didn't technically take it, ahem.

"Okay. I'll escort him in and come myself," Nodding she turned on her heels and headed out.

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the fastest seeker Porlock Join Date: Jun 2010 Location: On Earth! Posts: 8,227 x1	Queen of Typos \| The OTHER OTHER Roro \| WICKED is Good Quote: Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE There it was! Warfield lifted out his sandwich and unwrapped the packaging he placed around it this morning. It looked so delicious, and he had resist biting into while just making it this morning. Turkey, lettuce, pepperjack cheese, jalapenos, and spread with a little to much horse radish sauce. The stinging smell of just the horse radish watered his eyes. "Victoria Smith, Smith, Victoria. AH! Of course you took my Money a few months ago." Hmmm, perhaps he should have rephrased that. No matter, what was said has been said, and she technically did take his money. Elmo what a fun name to say. He had heard that name when he was small little kid from the Muggle T.V. "The Ministry Advisor, yes please do send him in." He eyed his sandwich carefully, perhaps it was not a good time for a Mid-Morning snack. "Ms. Smith please do come back in once you've retrieved him as well." Warfield had a pretty good idea as to what Elmo wanted to speak to him about. Did she interrupt the man's meal? Was it breakfast. Though it was past breakfast time for her at least. And was that lettuce peeking out. Noooot her business. Back to the man's face. Raising her eyebrow, Victoria took her time to process this. Took his money? The first logical answer one provides when someone says you took their money is NO I DID NOT. She just blinked then her memory clicked. The managers and the elections and all that stuffs. She nodded in understanding remembering where she had seen Warfield before. It didn't come across her mind before, since at that particular day she had met fourteen managers. And a few were very annoying and persistent on knowing where the money was going. Well, not into her pocket for sure. "Of course, I remember. The elections, I collected the fee," She finally spoke up. Though she didn't technically take it, ahem. "Okay. I'll escort him in and come myself," Nodding she turned on her heels and headed out. __________________ I may not have the softest touch-----------------------I may not say the words as such And though I may not look like much -----------------------------I'm yours