Penderton let go of his jacket and fixed his bow tie... A woman Minister of Magic? He scoffed and settled back in his chair. He was glad to be living in the real world and not the wizarding one... a woman, in a man's job. He got up for this? "See that you don't Miss Tallen," he said, looking in his drawer for another teacup... that was Royal Doulton, the Old Country Rose pattern... his grandmother's tea set. No use... he'd only brought one.