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SPOILER!!: Cam Quote:
Originally Posted by Saraie 
Cameron really hoped this would become yearly thing. That would be nice. He went ahead and paid for everything before turning back to Vic. "I've been excited about it since I found out about it. I've not done one there before." They had lots of these meet and greets in America when he had that short stint playing there. He was glad to have came back to his hometown to play. Cam nodded "Yeah, my mother homeschooled her her first two years. She begged to go to Hogwarts. I was very hesitant to let her go. Even with mums health deteriorating." Another bad thing about this no communication thing.
The chaser knew exactly what sweatshirt she was talking about. Actually he remembered Cinna saying that he had gave her the sweatshirt. But he didn't think anything about it then. "Yeah, I know exactly which one you're talking about," It was a year ago or something. She was way to young to be thinking about boys. She still was. Cam blinked. Confiding in her about this event, giving her his sweatshirt, and them spending so much time together. Really? Just as the obvious slapped him in the face. He heard her say it. "Honestly I'm surprised that I didn't realize it sooner." Mothers were the ones who noticed these things, right? It all did make sense though. He was relived that I was Bart and not some older student that was like three years older or something. Still she wasn't old enough to be dating yet. In his opinion.
"Thank goodness. At least we know why we're not hearing from them." If out if the blue he just stopped hearing from her he would have gone mad. It was bad enough the short span that he wondered where her letters were. Cam smiled when he heard her mention Wade. "Good guy, love playing with him. Very talented." But by the way it sounded how they knew each other she probably already knew that. "Well come on by. We'll be there." He said with a chuckle.
That’s exactly what she wanted to hear, that the players were just as excited as the fans. “Well I’m glad, we really wanted something for all the teams and the fans. I’ve helped with events on a team basis, but this has truly just brought it all together.” It was a career dream come true for the thirty five year old. “It is great to hear that the players are as excited as the fans though, so thank you.” She really did appreciate it. Without the players there would be no event, so they were the ones that should be thanked. “Well it was probably exciting for her to get out with friends at a school setting. We’ve both been at that school, we know what fun we had, even with all the weird things, I try to remind myself that it’s the best school around.” She still believed that deep down, it was just getting harder. “I’m sorry to hear about your mother, though. That has to be difficult.” Her own parents, were still in good health and she was very grateful since they were her daughter’s caregivers through the day.
It was interesting to watch, it was like you could actually see the gears in his head turning as she spoke. Oh he knew the sweatshirt, so there were clues. Good Cinnamon wasn’t just hiding everything from him on purpose. One positive about how she felt about her son, he told her pretty much everything, never a secret. She chuckled a bit, “I wasn’t expecting it to be fully honest. I’ve given Bart a very poor start when it comes to examples for good relationships. After the divorce and now my engagement to his sisters father, he was pretty bitter when it came to even the thought of the topic, but he is of that age I guess.” Growing up way to fast in her opinion.
She nodded distracted for a moment, “Yes, I guess that is the positive side of things. I’m just very tired of weird things happening. This is only is second term there and he was so old last term I didn’t recognize him, then to get an owl that he had a stroke in class. I know it was just an accident from a reaction to some potion one of the professors was taking or whatever they explained it as, but my son could have died.” She frowned at the thoughts of him at St. Mungos. “Now this no one can get in or out. It’s just wearing on parents. The minister really needs to step in.” She was fully positive he did.
Trying to put it out of her mind she nodded, “He really is. I got to see him play at Hogwarts, I was on bed rest for most of the season though with his sisters, so I didn’t get to see much. I really need to make it to a Tornado’s match soon to watch him again.” She smiled in a motherly way thinking about how proud she was of him. “The hard part about growing attached to children when you are in a relationship, but gosh enough of the sob story from me. I shouldn’t keep you from your adoring fans.” She blushed knowing she went on a bit too much.
SPOILER!!: Mariel Quote:
Originally Posted by emjay Mariel was slightly distracted now, her focus mainly on making sure this area was going well, though she did try to indulge in some conversation as well. "Hmm?" Green eyes landed back on Minerva's friend again as she spoke. Ah good, was her child settled now? "Yes.. it is Mariel and I am Ethan's aunt," she nodded slightly, giving the young woman a faint smile. She had seen her last when Gunnar was born, but she remembered her all the same, being at her nephew's wedding as well. Ariana.. it took her a minute, but she was fairly certain that that was her name. "Thank you, I do hope you're enjoying yourself.." It was nice to hear that things were going well from the attendees as well.
But really, work was on her mind right at the moment, as there were a couple minor issues that needed worked out at the moment and she turned her eyes back to Victoria again. "Yes, one would think that," she said somewhat pointedly. Langen was meant to be supervising the area, yet she seemed to not understand the job description. Did she not realize that they had paid people to ring things up for them? "There appears to be some sort of misunderstanding," she mentioned flatly to her Quidditch Division Manager. "We have enough salesgirls here." And not only was the girl was coming on far too strong for her liking in a couple different ways but she did not at all acknowledge what she had said to her. A big mistake in Mariel's eyes, perhaps she would have been better suited elsewhere.
What was she doing? Mariel watched Langen a moment longer, eyebrow raised and clearly unimpressed as she began even more aggressively making her sales pitch. She took a very deep breath, inhaling then exhaling through her nose before stepping closer to her so as to speak to her privately. She was not a fan of public reprimanding and spoke lowly so that she was heard, but only by Langen. "Miss Rathers," she began calmly, trying to remain professional and keep the sharpness out of her voice. "I require you to supervise this area, making sure things are running smoothly and assisting where necessary, such as answering questions, pointing people in the right direction, making suggestions as needed. I do not need you to pressure anyone into making purchases, least of all the players." They were their guests and did not need anyone cramming merchandise down their throats that they likely already owned. Nor did she care to have any of her employees looking for a date with one of the players when they were to remain professional while working. "You are not being employed as a salesgirl here, we have clerks to ring up sales." She gestured to the people contracted through the stadium. "I ask that you oversee this area. If that is too much responsibility, tell me now and I will place you elsewhere." Hopefully she was clear about her duties now because it was essential that everything run smoothly today.
That being taken care of, Mariel walked back over to Robert and offered him a small smile. "My apologies," she mentioned rather distractedly, for a few reasons, none that needed mentioning now as it was over and done with in the 29 year old's mind. But at least the man seemed pretty good-natured about everything and had taken it all in stride. Two of everything? "Oh, only if you really want all of that.." she began, looking a bit dubiously. "I certainly don't want you to feel pressured into buying so much. Certainly you probably own much of the Puddlemere United merchandise?" She had to chuckle at the last bit but.. was it because of the aggressive sales pitch? She certainly didn't want the players to feel uncomfortable. But she supposed that was left to him now. She had reminded Langen of her duties here today and not much could be done about what had already transpired.
She smiled a bit wider as she heard his question. "Well.. once this event is over, the next thing I have to plan is a wedding." She wiggled the fingers of her left hand a bit. The brunette knew that men likely did not gush over rings the way her girlfriends did, but she did not care. It was far too exciting for her to not show it off. "And though I thoroughly enjoy overseeing the department, I do at times miss my days playing pro." It had been more than a few years now and though she thought she still looked fantastic, she knew she wasn't in quite the exquisite athletic shape she had once been in. It was telling when she went back to New Zealand for a few days last year to train with her old team and ended up injured. "And you.. things are going well?" She did try to keep up with some of the pros who she remembered from school or elsewhere. "How's Elizabeth? Did she come with you today?" It would be nice to say hello to her as well. Watching the girl interact with Robert more Victoria just shook her head a bit, “I know I gave them all their job descriptions and went through exactly what they were to do.” Was this something she overlooked, maybe Langen misunderstood her, though she knew her notes and her meetings were all done exactly the way she felt they should be. Watching a bit more she could tell Mariel was irritated by this, and since she was the manager it was her responsibility to take the blame to her teams mistakes. “I can speak with her if needed and move her somewhere else. I’m sorry for this issue to come up.” She really didn’t like this little issue, everything had been going smoothly and she was taking pride in her team. Her team still did an amazing job, but this was school girl behavior not professional. She watched as Mariel took Langen aside, she knew she needed the misunderstanding straightened out and fully supported her boss in doing so. She just felt she had done something somewhere wrong being in the position that she was.
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