Isabella walked back in to the office and walked sharply to her desk, someone was talking as she went but she was a woman with a mission, after the two days she just had in Windsor with the crazy couple with a talking kettle they ‘’bought’’ from the castle… Isabella knew that one of the royal families was a magical person, not necessarily a witch, put a magical person who a fetish for funny magical item. Izzie had suspected foul play and return the item to the castle erased at least 4 memories and now had a mountain of paperwork to fill in…

Her heels clicked as she went, and the voice still continued, what wa that noise she thought to herself, in terms of her hells clicking that was strange as well, at least one did click on the ground as she walked anyway, her right shoe had the heel hanging off buy a thread it seemed.

She sat down at her desk and opened her bottom drawer quickly and pulled a new pair of shoes from a purple box, ‘laboutins’ said the box, and ‘ker-ching’ said Izzie’s smile… she placed her old pixie heel boots back in the draw and placed on her new zebra print 5 inch heels, looking around as she didn’t… and suddenly she fell of the edge of her chair and banged her head on the side of the table.

She got up with a shock and a small shriek… ‘’Who are you?’’ she said slowly and puzzled voice, was this the person talking, hence the what is that sound comment flying in her head, she thought she may have heard new department head, so she straightened up and pronounced gladly ‘’Hi, I’m Isabella, but call me Izzie, I’m the junior obliviator round here, seems like the only obliviator round here at the moment, just come back from a messy memory replacement in Windsor’’ lovely place, saw the queen, she is lovely.’’ She noted that she was starting to ramble on and thought better of it, ‘’Settled in ok? Any jobs you need to distribute, and finally, do you know anything about Ivan, he didn’t drown in a toilet did he?’’ as she said it she saw all the rememberalls under her new bosses desk and she smiled…