Originally Posted by Sararara

Ezra's heart fell as when he pushed the conference room door open with a loud creak. When he heard he was to be working in the minister's office he had expected something at least a little classier than this. The place looked like it would crash down on top of them at any moment. With a sigh he pushed the door closed quietly and turned to face the large table, determined not to make a fool of himself. He plastered his trademark smile on his face as he surveyed his coworkers seated around the rickety table, making his way towards the nearest seat with long, careful strides. He would not fall. he would not fall. First impressions are important, after all. Ezra sagged with relief when he finally reached the chair and grabbed onto it as it practically collapsed under his weight. Now that he was safely standing in one place, he took another opportunity to glance around at the faces of the people seated him. They seemed nice enough. Ezra had no idea who anyone was, not even his boss. With another sigh, he smiled at them all again, wondering who he should talk to first.



Suddenly, a woman to his right fell to the ground with a loud crash. Startled, Ezra's legs slipped from under him on the spongey floor. He landed on his backside with a thud. He groaned again, putting his head in his hands. It was going to be a long first day.

Originally Posted by Albert Kettleburn

Originally Posted by nanyjj

The door of the Conference Room opened and a man and a woman entered. The man, Lawrence could only tell as the Senior Undersecretary and he headed towards him immediately. "Yes, sir. I assume you are Mr. Isaacs?" He said to his boss, with his kindest smile. "It's great to meet you." He extended his hand politely.

Then he turned his attention to the other witch who his boss addressed. So she was from another department? Interesting.



The squeak that the chair made was unbearable. Lawrence frowned. He was just starting to get used to this new surrounding. "Sure, Lawrence is fine by me." Though Mr. Lee made him feel more mature and all that, if she wanted to call him by his first name he couldn't stop her. "Heather. Nice name you have." He said, flashing Heather a smile back.

"You're new too? Have you transferred from another department?" Lawrence asked, because Gavin his boss had said something about Emily or someone being disappointed. There were more new people here than he had expected, and he was both pleased and nervous.



That was when a wizard entered the room and backed out before anyone could say the word 'Ministry'. But Lawrence had seen the face. The face he had seen in the papers before. The Minister himself!

The Minister was calling for Mr. Isaacs. Oh boy, it looked like he was in trouble.

Originally Posted by StarShine

...what?

What. What. What.

She was THE personal assitant? THE? THE? The girl--woman--THE person to hate? Clearly, she didn't know there was only ONE assistant, and that was João Neves. João hadn't had time to reply to her with his own name when the advisor Lawrence or whatever entered the room, and then he was too distracted with their exchange.

THE personal assistant.

He took a deep breath. Someone had to teach her that HE had been there first, so HE was the boss of the assistants. Hmpf. As if she could ever be his match. He wondered WHY the Minister wanted a new assistant, whether he had been surplus to requirements and such, but he was going to find that out later. For now, she needed to be taught.

He cleared his throat. His face had NEVER EVER beaten ANYTHING he felt while they conversed, so there was NO way they could have sensed his jealousy anger. He turned towards them and said "I'm João Neves, the old personal assistant to the Minister himself. Pleased to meet you." He smiled cordially and didn't specify how they should call him. He was going to watch them squirm. He didn't have anything against the advisor, actually, but THE other assistant... He didn't care if the woman was older than him or not. It was going to be his way how they conducted this assistant thing.

Merlin. Why needing a new one, really?




João was far too educated to acknowledge the amused smirk, so he smiled cordially back. "I'm fine, thank you Mr. Isaac, how are you?" Did he know why the Minister requested a second assistant? Any hints?




...João... was going to ignore the drama. Yep. Ignore. He couldn't afford to show his distaste with everything.

Yeah... he didn't even flinch.




Not that João ever looked bad, but he extra-straightened up and had his best demeanour when he stepped inside the room. He was ready to jump and help him with anything he requested, but the man was too disappointed with the place to say anything, apparently, and he disappeared. João heard his call though, and his hopes were up that maybe they would move to a better place.

Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

Yes yes, of course, not much in the way of communication. He didn't think there would have been to begin with but explaining that might have killed the joke a little more than she just had so he simply nodded, offering a smile.

The smile faded and was quickly replaced with a deep scowl as the woman found herself on the floor.

...

Eh.....that wasn't meant to happen. "Are you alright?" He asked, reaching forward, a hand extended to pull her up. "I hope you didn't hurt yourself. These chairs aren't the best. We haven't had a chance to have Maintenance down here." Petty excuses but they were all he had to offer in the wake of her fall. Really though, being a bit more careful wouldn't have killed her.



Good merlin another one of them!!!

Gavin's gaze fell next to the man - another new one by the looks of it, who'd seen Ms. Malfoy fall but decided he would take a stab at the chairs for himself. For a moment he just stood there, arm still extended to the woman while watching the next to have their butt acquainted with the floor. Critical thinking, it was needed here.

The Senior Undersecretary sought to overlook the poor judgement on the part of the man and tried his hardest to look concerned. This was going to be a long day.



There was someone that didn't fall. He coudl appreciate this and it inspired confidence in his new Personal Assistant. In all this chaos she seemed to be keeping her cool. It was much appreciated right now. He would have said something to her but the entrance of the Minister proved to be a bigger distraction. Did the man look paler?



Upon close inspection he realized that the man really DID look paler. Not. A. Good. Sign. He watched him, trying to anticipate his next move but all that happened was him turning and leaving again.

Er...was he not planning to attend the meeting?

He would have disregarded that small set back in this sea of things gone wrong but then he was yelling his name. Gavin sighed, dragging a hand along his face. It was too early for this and he knew what would be coming next.

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Gavin turned to head through the door after the Minister when he was approached by one of those he'd only just greeted a moment ago before things had gone south. Biting back his hesitation in favour of hurrying things along, he took the man's hand and gave it a firm but brief shake. "Pleasure meeting you as well." He shot another glance at the door.

"If you'll excuse me just a moment."

He had a Minister to appease.



It would seem the humour was lost on this one. No little smirk, not a twitch or quirk of the eyebrows. Something to work on. In an environment like this one, you couldn't afford to be sullen or overly polite. No time to point this out, not after the Minister's scene just now. He gave a small nod and muttered his pardon then finally stepped back through the door and into the hallway.