07-16-2013, 06:27 PM
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| Queen of Typos | The OTHER OTHER Roro | WICKED is Good Text Cut: Warry and Elmo Quote:
Originally Posted by DJ ExpelliarMOOSE There we go! Good to know that Ms.Smith here admits to taking his money. "Good, glad we're making strides on this re-introduction." Warfield gave the young lady a smile. "I won't move from this spot." Unless he needed to use the bathroom. Now he could get to his sandwich. His mouth watering, nose stinging spicy sandwich.Hot Hot HOT! Spicy! Hot! Good delicious Spicy Hot! Tears were rolling down his eyes as he bit into the sandwich, so much horse radish sauce in this sandwich, but it was delicious. Warfield moved his glasses for a moment to wipe away the tears and put them back on. Hearing the knocks on the door he instantly noticed the man peeking at him from the door, then Ms. Smith walking past him. Something was funny about this... He snorted in laughter causing some remains of horse radish to go up his nose. He caughed and blow his nose into a napkin he packed away in the little lunch bag. Everyone was nervous, and very formal around him. "Mr. Elmo Claus of?" She had done the same for herself when she was allowed to enter. Else let Mr.Claus here do so for himself. Quote:
Originally Posted by WitchLight27 Claus was completely oblivious of the fact that he was actually staring at the sight that welcomed him. The Senior Undersecretary was having some snacks yet allowing some visitors? He's something...different. Not different weird, just plain weird. Scratch that. He shouldn't be thinking too much when he's in so much small distance with professionals. Probably, the guy's just really busy and probably, he was somehow expecting Elmo's visit since his job was vital in running the Ministry.
He walked beside Ms Smith as soon as he heard his name. "Reporting, Ministry Advisor Elmo Claus." He heard, the guy doesn't want calling him Sir. So, he deducts that word in his vocabulary from now on. Were they going to stay standing? And did Rockefeller need water? He better not choke and die or something. Very bad reputation to the entire level. She liked her job and wished to keep it. And she's been doing a very good job for like five years now. Don't choke please. Oh good, he blew his nose which meant he could still breath. The blond relaxed and stood there doing absolutely nothing. Glancing at Elmo, she wanted to nudge the man. Why nervous? What would he do if he had to go see the minister. She used to be nervous long time ago. Now, she's worked with two different ministers and like three undersecretaries. All was good. Why was she talking to herself again? Oh, yeah, waiting for Elmo to say why he was here and for everyone to start talking about whatever they needed to talk about. The new task right? Goblins breaking into Hogwarts.
She made a faint sound of clearing her throat. Just a proof of her existence.
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