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Shanners · 11-21-2018, 05:24 PM

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Originally Posted by emjay

Cocktail hour was the perfect Ministry orientation or beginning of the year event or whatever you wanted to call it, if you asked Milo. He enjoyed being social, and this seemed more like a casual get-together than some boring meeting or overblown getaway.

He spotted some of his co-workers and lifted his hand in greeting as he strode past. He'd say hello to them later; right now he was interested in food and drink. Wine would do just fine and he grabbed himself a glass.

"Pardon me, Miss," he nodded to the woman (Eliora) he recognized vaguely as an employee in a different department before reaching past her. He prided himself on minding his manners. "Oh... are all of these sandwiches vegan?" He mentioned aloud to no one really in particular as he helped himself to a few of the mini sandwiches marked with that description. Not that he minded that much, but he often found that option to be somewhat tasteless.

Eliora was still on the coffee hunt and presumably getting in the way of anyone who was looking for food. She had a mission and she was not afraid to take people down whilst doing so. Given all that, Eliora was not quite listening to what was happening around her and hadn't made herself fully aware of anyone here that she knew. If they knew her well enough, they'd come and find her. She only realised that the comment she had overheard was directed at her when she made eye contact with its speaker. "Why? Did you fart?"

Pardon, y'know..?

She took a step back, letting him past but only after checking his hands out for coffee. If someone had some...she was taking it!!

"Whatcha want with vegan sandwiches?" Lame lame lame.

11-21-2018, 05:24 PM	#43 (permalink)
Shanners DMAC & DMC Manticore Join Date: Dec 2005 Location: whoville Posts: 43,372 Gryffindor Sixth Year First Year x7 x5	∞ 17 \| RP entrepreneur \| defies gravity \| Miss George is flawless \| blanket burrito lyfe Quote: Originally Posted by emjay Cocktail hour was the perfect Ministry orientation or beginning of the year event or whatever you wanted to call it, if you asked Milo. He enjoyed being social, and this seemed more like a casual get-together than some boring meeting or overblown getaway. He spotted some of his co-workers and lifted his hand in greeting as he strode past. He'd say hello to them later; right now he was interested in food and drink. Wine would do just fine and he grabbed himself a glass. "Pardon me, Miss," he nodded to the woman (Eliora) he recognized vaguely as an employee in a different department before reaching past her. He prided himself on minding his manners. "Oh... are all of these sandwiches vegan?" He mentioned aloud to no one really in particular as he helped himself to a few of the mini sandwiches marked with that description. Not that he minded that much, but he often found that option to be somewhat tasteless. Eliora was still on the coffee hunt and presumably getting in the way of anyone who was looking for food. She had a mission and she was not afraid to take people down whilst doing so. Given all that, Eliora was not quite listening to what was happening around her and hadn't made herself fully aware of anyone here that she knew. If they knew her well enough, they'd come and find her. She only realised that the comment she had overheard was directed at her when she made eye contact with its speaker. "Why? Did you fart?" Pardon, y'know..? She took a step back, letting him past but only after checking his hands out for coffee. If someone had some...she was taking it!! "Whatcha want with vegan sandwiches?" Lame lame lame. __________________ [Grimoire]__________________________________________________ ____________