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DanialRadFAN01 
Armen watched as the woman grabbed a model here and there and he even chuckled at the one trying to escape underneath his tent. He watched as she stomped the last one.
"Yes I cannot wait to get up there and see them play, I played at school but I have never been to the World Cup, I guess being a Division head helps now!" He listened as the woman started to ask about him. He could tell by the way she was talking that she didn't remember him. He couldn't blame her he hadn't talked to her in a long time. "Hey Frida, I know you don't remember me." he laughed. "It's ok though its been a while. I'm Armen Recard, we had drinks together in the Leaky a while back. I used to work in the Apparation Division but now I am the Division Head of Portkeys." he said shaking her non-model full hand to reintroduce himself.
"So yeah things have been busy at work, since my Department has to help security with everyone's arrivals. This was te first time I have even gotten to the campsite." he said nodding looking around at the tents and the large stadium in the distance.
"Maybe yes and maybe no." Frida said and scowled at one of the models that was trying to climb out of the bag. It retreated back inside with one look at Frida.
"It's up to us to supervise others, and with the rest of my team "absent"." She made air quotations with her fingers,
"It's just me who's going to be destroying the minds of the innocent." Frida laughed lightly and listened some more.
"Don't be silly. Of course I remember you, Armen." She gasped when the man grabbed her unoccupied hand and shook it.
"You're the head of portkeys now?" Frida asked with a rather blank expression, though she could feel her eyes brim with tears even though they didn't fall.