 Cheesy Mac
Minister Taylor walked gracefully toward the East Field, keeping her eyes open for her tent. Since her tent was intending for hosting meals and meetings with very important visitors, it was much larger than the surrounding tents, and thus, easy to spot. It was probably also one of the only tents on these grounds that was password protected. She approached the flap of her tent, and as she unzipped the 'door,' murmured a numerical password that sounded something like a past important date, based on the fact that the last four digits were 2069.
She entered her tent to find it set-up exactly as she'd requested. The color scheme was all creme and gold, just like her office, with comfortable chairs and a long oval table arranged in a conference room-fashion. A kitchen was off to the right, with a Ministry House elf was preparing small finger foods. There was also back quarters behind another panel of canvas, where Reagan could have a lie-down if a nap was necessary. It looked perfect!
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