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The Brody from a few years back would not have appreciated the physical contact. But he had grown and matured and opened up to a few well chosen persons, Sophie being one of them, so the pat on his arm was welcomed. “Thanks, Soph. He is and I couldn’t be happier.” He appreciated her and her words so very much. With his overtime approved on the spot, Brody mentally expanded on his schedule for the day, prioritising tasks for himself and Sohpie. With Conley helping too, they would be able to catch up on the majority of backlogged work. Also, why… was Conley’s hand being so dramatic? How uncharismatic of him.
The Consulate handed the letter over to the boss. The concern among the three of them was evident. Indeed there hadn’t been a Floo Powder shortage. “The fact that there is even a shortage now means that we should also alert the other Ambassadors should their respective countries not be yet aware of the situation.” Brody shook his head. “Sophie’s right. I don’t think they were informed as yet since it's a fairly recent situation.” News spread fast in this place but until something formal was reported to them, those whispers could be classified as rumours. “Shall we split up the tasks? I can take on contacting our other Ambassadors.” There was still informing the other Departments as well as Mungo’s. |