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nicole black · 12-28-2015, 01:55 PM

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Originally Posted by lemon

He'd had a free moment for once, and Sherman loved to spend those on Level 4. Between those two lively Department Heads, the excitement and wonder shared by magical creatures and plants, and the energetic, devoted employees found there, it was really one of the Ministry's places to be.

The Minister's original plan was to enjoy his bite to eat (yes, he did have a bagged lunch today that his wife had packed— slightly embarrassing but still welcomed) in the company of Ms. Skylark or Ms. Howell, but his goals changed upon peeking into the greenhouse and gardens. Was that the almost-but-not-so newlywed Mrs. Prendergast? Perhaps he'd have a different foodie companion today, if she didn't object.

"Fancy seeing you here, Missus." Could he sit? Or, in reality, move a seat and park his wheelchair? All the questions.

Tala had to say so herself, she had totally killed it with these lemon cookies. They were sweet, with just a hint of tartness and were just hard enough that they didn't melt into her coffee at first, second, or third dunk. She ought to get some of these to Lynley, because now that Tala remembered it, the decisive and blunt department head seemed to have quite a thing for lemon anything.

That is, she'd bring her some if she didn't eat them all up herself, which was a very real threat. oops.

Glancing up at the sound of a familiar voice, Tala absolutely beamed at the sight of Minister Sherman. She giggled at his words, her earlier worries being carefully tucked away at the pleasure of such adorable company (look at him with his little packed lunch, if that wasn't cute, tala didn't know what was). "Hello Minister, fancy it is." the Californian witch replied, scooting down the bench some to make room.

"Would you like to have a seat? I'm about to, like, devour all these cookies in one go." Tala said, lightly teasing herself. "Oh! You should have some, actually." She said after only a second's pause, holding out the tin for him. "I have waaaaaay too many and I probably shouldn't eat them all." she beamed.

If the minister had hoped for a quiet lunch, that wasn't what was happening here.

12-28-2015, 01:55 PM	#15 (permalink)
nicole black DoM & DERP Mooncalf Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: 'clever joke here' Posts: 7,174 Hogwarts RPG Name: ruari fuller-thompson #FFA3D2 Ravenclaw Sixth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Desdemona M. Evans #6082B6 Ravenclaw First Year Ministry RPG Name: Q. Alvey Ministry RPG Name: Aslan Rose Evans Mysteries x8	you wanna fite? \| 💚 nickleback 💚 \| Uh, anyway. Quote: Originally Posted by lemon He'd had a free moment for once, and Sherman loved to spend those on Level 4. Between those two lively Department Heads, the excitement and wonder shared by magical creatures and plants, and the energetic, devoted employees found there, it was really one of the Ministry's places to be. The Minister's original plan was to enjoy his bite to eat (yes, he did have a bagged lunch today that his wife had packed— slightly embarrassing but still welcomed) in the company of Ms. Skylark or Ms. Howell, but his goals changed upon peeking into the greenhouse and gardens. Was that the almost-but-not-so newlywed Mrs. Prendergast? Perhaps he'd have a different foodie companion today, if she didn't object. "Fancy seeing you here, Missus." Could he sit? Or, in reality, move a seat and park his wheelchair? All the questions. Tala had to say so herself, she had totally killed it with these lemon cookies. They were sweet, with just a hint of tartness and were just hard enough that they didn't melt into her coffee at first, second, or third dunk. She ought to get some of these to Lynley, because now that Tala remembered it, the decisive and blunt department head seemed to have quite a thing for lemon anything. That is, she'd bring her some if she didn't eat them all up herself, which was a very real threat. oops. Glancing up at the sound of a familiar voice, Tala absolutely beamed at the sight of Minister Sherman. She giggled at his words, her earlier worries being carefully tucked away at the pleasure of such adorable company (look at him with his little packed lunch, if that wasn't cute, tala didn't know what was). "Hello Minister, fancy it is." the Californian witch replied, scooting down the bench some to make room. "Would you like to have a seat? I'm about to, like, devour all these cookies in one go." Tala said, lightly teasing herself. "Oh! You should have some, actually." She said after only a second's pause, holding out the tin for him. "I have waaaaaay too many and I probably shouldn't eat them all." she beamed. If the minister had hoped for a quiet lunch, that wasn't what was happening here. __________________ the moon: feminine, intuitive, inner strength, innocence