 Minister, Alana, Sian, Alphonsine, Lucille / Steeeealing Saul Bathes in Maple Syrup | Dancing Lobster | Mrs. Charlie Weasley | Seneca's Beard | That's So Fetch
A smile, believe it or not, appeared on his face the moment the Minister's hand was placed on his shoulder. A chuckle even left his throat when the older man complimented his look for the evening. "By all means Minister, you outshine us all. Red velvet is quite a statement, and you wear it well."
It was just as much of a statement as everything else that had changed with the atrium. Not that he had any complaints about any of it. "They most certainly did, and I would have to agree with you about the Gubraithian Fire." He would have went on about it, but a toast for that official, no-longer-on-a-trial-basis promotion of his had been suggested. Gladly he raised a glass to that.
The sudden appearance of the young woman was, well, ... she was a Squib, right? Dark eyes focused on her as he let her have a moment with the Minister. Even with the woman speaking quietly, he was fully aware of what she was saying. It caused that smile that was on his face to lessen. The Minister's response to her brought it back though, which was convenient for the very moment he was formally introduced to the woman. "Pleasure to meet you," he said to her pleasantly, holding out a hand for the sake of being proper.
Alphonsine Rosier and Sian Llewellyn's presence came at the perfect moment. Dante beamed at Alphonsine. "If the Gubraithian Fire is any indication, then the future is sure to be a bright one." He would have raised a glass to that had everyone present had a drink at hand. But, of course, there would be plenty of time for that this evening.
Normally he wasn't rather fond of how loud his department head could be, but in this moment he welcomed it. It was a good distraction from the charity case among them. "Good evening, mademoiselle," Dante returned her greeting smoothly. "You look quite ravishing." He knew the woman loved being buttered up.
The woman that joined them just moments ago did not go unnoticed. Normally he wouldn't have said anything, but his chipper mood and a quick read of her nametag prompted him to reply to her greeting. "Doing quite well. And you, Miss Pembrooke?"
As he stared at the fountain, the blond wasn't paying attention to his surroundings and probably wasn't doing the best job at monitoring his face. But he straightened up quite a bit when he heard someone approach the fountain. A sideways glance and taking in the sight of Saul brought him some relief. Though he couldn't admit to knowing the man very well, they at the very least were in the same department. Surely they shared the same thoughts about these changes, right?
"Evenin', Saul," Frankie muttered quietly to the man, his eyes still focused on the fountain. The phrase For the Greater Good glared back at him. Was it hot in here, or was it the flame that was burning above them? "What a ..." -- there was a noticeable pause that occurred as he tried to think of the right word -- "interesting ... design choice."
It was at this moment he turned his head to take in the man's facial reaction to it all. In doing so, he couldn't help but notice the man's nametag and how it looked a million times better than his. He had a snarky comment that was at the tip of his tongue, but he refrained the urge to let it slip out of his mouth. This was ... all of it ... it just wasn't right.
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