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So whilst it might be predictable for a candidate to head over to the Mixology Station, what Lorraine knew was that the way to a man's person's heart was food. Knowing what the people of Britain enjoyed consuming would go a long way in her plans for victory.
Stepping up to the fondue bar, she breathed in the sweet aromas as she surveyed those around the bar and what they were taking. Carefully, Lorraine took several fondue forks and forked several different pieces of fruit, coating each one lightly in chocolates and caramels.
"Oh, marshmallows and chocolate is delish." She commented lightly to someone nearby. Though she was just going to stick with her fruit and chocolate; save the marshmallows for campfires.
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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising
So whilst it might be predictable for a candidate to head over to the Mixology Station, what Lorraine knew was that the way to a man's person's heart was food. Knowing what the people of Britain enjoyed consuming would go a long way in her plans for victory.
Stepping up to the fondue bar, she breathed in the sweet aromas as she surveyed those around the bar and what they were taking. Carefully, Lorraine took several fondue forks and forked several different pieces of fruit, coating each one lightly in chocolates and caramels.
"Oh, marshmallows and chocolate is delish." She commented lightly to someone nearby. Though she was just going to stick with her fruit and chocolate; save the marshmallows for campfires.
Tabitha grinned at the woman who was choosing various fruits. "Very true," she replied in reference to the woman's comment about marshmallows and chocolate. "My name's Tabitha and I'm the Ministry Event Coordinator. What is your name?
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Originally Posted by Ginevra
Tabitha grinned at the woman who was choosing various fruits. "Very true," she replied in reference to the woman's comment about marshmallows and chocolate. "My name's Tabitha and I'm the Ministry Event Coordinator. What is your name?
Oh this woman was a very key person within the ministry indeed, Lorraine decided. "Ah, so you're one to credit for throwing these shindigs together?" Lorraine inquired politely. "Lorraine Ellsbury, Candidate for Minister. So how long have you been working with the Ministry?" Because getting a feeling for employment retention was good numbers to know.
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Originally Posted by ScarletCharm104
Yep.
Bhuvana's mood had dropped rapidly, but she wasn't sad, per se. It was more... confusion. Just... the world was really confusing some times, and she didn't really know what to do. Probably eat her feelings, which she did by stuffing her face full of chocolate covered bananas, which were surprisingly cardboardy.
She just shrugged a 'you're welcome.' He confused her, which made between her eyebrows all wrinkly, which made lines on her face, which made her frown a lot more. Than she usually did, at least, which was already a lot. She waited for him to leave before sucking a deep breath in, rolling out her shoulders, and deciding she wanted cheese, too.
She walked aimlessly, just like how she entered, then muttered a soft "Excuse me," in her little posh way as she reached over him for a cracker. She dipped it in the cheese, swirled it around, and ate it without ruining his shirt. Go her.
William was also reaching for a cracker for his cheese, almost at the same time as THIS lady.
Who, by the way, had followed him over here. Let it be known, SHE had followed HIM, not the other way around. He stayed his hand for a moment while she had a go at the cheese, and then dipped his cracker in neatly and without getting any at all on her hair. Go him.
He was still looking at her though, because he couldn't figure out WHY she had followed him over here if she didn't like him? If she thought he was so detestable, like how she had acted when she'd thrown his hand off, whyyyy was she standing so nearby now, eating cheese??????? Casually???? Calmly????
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"Huh," was he all said, quietly and mostly to himself, as he picked up a random vegetable and dipped it in the cheese.
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William was also reaching for a cracker for his cheese, almost at the same time as THIS lady.
Who, by the way, had followed him over here. Let it be known, SHE had followed HIM, not the other way around. He stayed his hand for a moment while she had a go at the cheese, and then dipped his cracker in neatly and without getting any at all on her hair. Go him.
He was still looking at her though, because he couldn't figure out WHY she had followed him over here if she didn't like him? If she thought he was so detestable, like how she had acted when she'd thrown his hand off, whyyyy was she standing so nearby now, eating cheese??????? Casually???? Calmly????
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"Huh," was he all said, quietly and mostly to himself, as he picked up a random vegetable and dipped it in the cheese.
Blood sugars were all returning to normal, but Bhuvana nevertheless grabbed a carrot and dipped it in the cheese again. She wasn't doing anything wrong, she just wanted cheese, okay, why was he looking at her like that? It was weird and confusing and slightly irritating but only slightly.
"What? I just wanted some cheese too." So maybe it happened to be at the same time as when he wanted some too, but that didn't make her unusual or anything? Maybe she just trusted his judgement.
She had to snort at that judgement. Pshhhhh. What was her mind coming to? Who would trust him?
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Originally Posted by ScarletCharm104
Blood sugars were all returning to normal, but Bhuvana nevertheless grabbed a carrot and dipped it in the cheese again. She wasn't doing anything wrong, she just wanted cheese, okay, why was he looking at her like that? It was weird and confusing and slightly irritating but only slightly.
"What? I just wanted some cheese too." So maybe it happened to be at the same time as when he wanted some too, but that didn't make her unusual or anything? Maybe she just trusted his judgement.
She had to snort at that judgement. Pshhhhh. What was her mind coming to? Who would trust him?
Maybe HE just wanted some cheese FIRST though. William shook his head and dipped a cube of bread into the fondue. No. Still awkward. Uh. This whole thing was too immature and he was going to be the adult one in this weird scenario.
"I'm William," he stuck his hand out suddenly, not the one he'd been eating with for once. "I like your taste in fondue." Check that out, he even paid the crazy lady a COMPLIMENT all in the name of getting on her good side, heh.
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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl
Maybe HE just wanted some cheese FIRST though. William shook his head and dipped a cube of bread into the fondue. No. Still awkward. Uh. This whole thing was too immature and he was going to be the adult one in this weird scenario.
"I'm William," he stuck his hand out suddenly, not the one he'd been eating with for once. "I like your taste in fondue." Check that out, he even paid the crazy lady a COMPLIMENT all in the name of getting on her good side, heh.
Bhuvana stopped herself from grabbing another carrot just in time for the man to offer his hand, which she stared at suspiciously. She would probably not apologize, or at least not in due time, because she was perfect and he deserved it a lot, but the fact that this was, kind of, an apology from him struck her as uncharacteristic. She wasn't around genuine, apologetic people that often. Then again, maybe she was completely misreading this and she would shake his hand just to have him dump cheese on her or something in front of everyone and she would be Bhuvana Assadi, the publicly shamed.
But he introduced himself as William, such an uncharacteristically humble and not arrogant name like she had been expecting, and so she slid her hand into the handshake. His hand was nice, slightly coarse, and although it was obvious he didn't lotion every night like she did, she was surprised at the warmness of his hand. Her hands were freezing, like normal, slender fingers and all.
"Bhuvana," she said as an introduction, posh accent played up to ultimate posh.
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Originally Posted by ScarletCharm104
Bhuvana stopped herself from grabbing another carrot just in time for the man to offer his hand, which she stared at suspiciously. She would probably not apologize, or at least not in due time, because she was perfect and he deserved it a lot, but the fact that this was, kind of, an apology from him struck her as uncharacteristic. She wasn't around genuine, apologetic people that often. Then again, maybe she was completely misreading this and she would shake his hand just to have him dump cheese on her or something in front of everyone and she would be Bhuvana Assadi, the publicly shamed.
But he introduced himself as William, such an uncharacteristically humble and not arrogant name like she had been expecting, and so she slid her hand into the handshake. His hand was nice, slightly coarse, and although it was obvious he didn't lotion every night like she did, she was surprised at the warmness of his hand. Her hands were freezing, like normal, slender fingers and all.
"Bhuvana," she said as an introduction, posh accent played up to ultimate posh.
What? His hand did NOT have cheese OR chocolate on this time, nor did he have a little buzzer hidden in his palm or any practical joke pranks of any kind up his sleeve. He had left all those at home today.
The fact that the woma--- BHUVANA actually shook his hand was surprising, but also a relief since he hated rejection and got embarrassed by it easily. "Bhuvana, very pretty name," he shook her hand gently, since it seemed delicate for some reason. "You work at the Ministry too, right? I'm in Creatures." And she was definitely, probably in some kind of paper-pushing job with that accent. Willy let go of her hand lightly and tried a piece of cauliflower under the cheese while she had a chance to respond.
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Oh. Certainly he was speechless from all of the SUGARY GOODNESS THAT HE WAS CONSUMING RIGHT NOW. Ember was almost speechless too. Almost. She downed her marshmallow quickly and WOULD have answered him sooner--if the marshmallow hadn't been so BIG. So she had to chew it all and SWALLOW before gracing a response.
"Well-it IS very interesting actually--but I've ALWAYS been fascinating with creatures, since I was a child--" she grinned. "I have five pets back at my flat, too--" she nodded. Four pets? Was it four? Oh wait--She counted Ferdinand as a pet too, even though he was a shrub. Cute little shrub.
Ember loved all of her creatures.
"And pests--well--they're harmless, really, if you know how they tick--but media liaison?" She asked, head tilted, curiously. "I--well what does that-what do you actually do?" she asked, eyeing the caramel fountain quite a bit now. She didn't even notice William. Which was quite lucky for him, too, because Ember was in a particularly CHATTY mood tonight.
Manners! She had manners! Appreciatively noting Ember's swallow before speaking, Ezra's smiled became slightly more genuine. Slightly. No dimples in sight though, those were the real deal. Reaching over to impale a piece of pound cake with his fondue fork, he lathered it in chocolate and popped it into his mouth. After SWALLOWING politely, uh huh, he replied "Five pets must be quite a handful." A dirty handful. Good thing the woman didn't smell, Ezra doubted he'd sacrifice any time on her if she did. Even as it was he should probably be mingling with candidates instead of this one...respect though, right. Glancing down at his reflection in the face of his watch, he gave himself a satisfied nod and continued, "I have an owl, but he's out delivering letters most of the time. And anyway, I travel far too much to keep a pet." Plus, ew. Animals. Icky stinky whiney things were not Ezra's passion, not at all. This one seemed to enjoy them though. Good for her. And even better that HE didn't have to deal with them.
Oh, good! Ezra flashed all of his pearly white teeth at Ember as he prepared to begin talking about himself. The most worthy subject! Using one hand to smooth his hair back, he puffed his chest out and began, "Oh, my responsibilities are just about endless." Uh huhhhhh. Be impressed. "The minister's office is quite a happening place, as you can surely imagine. I'm in charge of keeping the vultures in check, you know, putting on the best face for the ministry." He flashed his trademark smile once more. She could seeeee they had picked the best face for the job, right? Right.
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Originally Posted by PhoenixRising
Oh this woman was a very key person within the ministry indeed, Lorraine decided. "Ah, so you're one to credit for throwing these shindigs together?" Lorraine inquired politely. "Lorraine Ellsbury, Candidate for Minister. So how long have you been working with the Ministry?" Because getting a feeling for employment retention was good numbers to know.
Tabitha nodded. "I am but it is a group effort organising such things," she replied. "It is nice to meet you Lorraine and good luck with your campaign. Oh, I have been here not that long. I started a couple of months ago."
She grabbed another fondue fork and pierced a large piece of pineapple which she then covered with chocolate. "How have you found campaigning so far?" she asked before taking a bite out of her pineapple.
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Originally Posted by Ginevra
Tabitha nodded. "I am but it is a group effort organising such things," she replied. "It is nice to meet you Lorraine and good luck with your campaign. Oh, I have been here not that long. I started a couple of months ago."
She grabbed another fondue fork and pierced a large piece of pineapple which she then covered with chocolate. "How have you found campaigning so far?" she asked before taking a bite out of her pineapple.
"Naturally, I never expected one person to be able to put forth an event," Lorraine smiled appreciatively, as she glanced toward the seating area and the lectern where various opponents were stating speeches. Hmm, she should probably head up there and make a statement or two before all her ideas were spoken. Not to mention she didn't want to wait too late into the evening and it was already getting late.
"I'll let you know," Lorraine smiled again. "But if I don't get up there and say something soon, I reckon campaigning will be more difficult for me. Pleasure to meet you, Tabitha and look forward to working with you." She inclined her head politely toward the woman, before heading up toward the lectern. She had a people to make a good impression on.
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Manners! She had manners! Appreciatively noting Ember's swallow before speaking, Ezra's smiled became slightly more genuine. Slightly. No dimples in sight though, those were the real deal. Reaching over to impale a piece of pound cake with his fondue fork, he lathered it in chocolate and popped it into his mouth. After SWALLOWING politely, uh huh, he replied "Five pets must be quite a handful." A dirty handful. Good thing the woman didn't smell, Ezra doubted he'd sacrifice any time on her if she did. Even as it was he should probably be mingling with candidates instead of this one...respect though, right. Glancing down at his reflection in the face of his watch, he gave himself a satisfied nod and continued, "I have an owl, but he's out delivering letters most of the time. And anyway, I travel far too much to keep a pet." Plus, ew. Animals. Icky stinky whiney things were not Ezra's passion, not at all. This one seemed to enjoy them though. Good for her. And even better that HE didn't have to deal with them.
Oh, good! Ezra flashed all of his pearly white teeth at Ember as he prepared to begin talking about himself. The most worthy subject! Using one hand to smooth his hair back, he puffed his chest out and began, "Oh, my responsibilities are just about endless." Uh huhhhhh. Be impressed. "The minister's office is quite a happening place, as you can surely imagine. I'm in charge of keeping the vultures in check, you know, putting on the best face for the ministry." He flashed his trademark smile once more. She could seeeee they had picked the best face for the job, right? Right.
Ember didn't notice his difference in manner-but she DID think he was being very FRIENDLY rather suddenly. Well. that was NICE hehe. "Oh--well one of them is a shrub--" she giggled. "And I have a parrot--he's my favorite--but OOOHH don't tell my kneazle that--he'll have a right FIT." HEHEHE. but how could she NOT favor her little buddy that liked to stand on her shoulder at all times while she was at home?! HE WAS TOO PRECIOUS.
Owls were lovely creatures. "Oh--I should invest in an owl--but Paolo--my parrot--yeah he'd be SO angry." She said. She could chatter on about her pets for........seven hours. Not that she had counted."What's your owl's name? Oh--I bet he's so....MAJESTIC!" and she hopped a bit and spilled some of the sauce on the ground--ALMOST hitting her shoe. BUT SHE HADN'T. SO YIPEE. She was just SO FREAKIN' EXCITED BECAUSE ANIMALS WHOOH ANIMALS YEAH.
But then he was talking a lot--and while Ember could dominate a conversation, she certainly could listen well, too. And boy, was he just a proud little ham! She found it so...ENDEARING. "So..the reporters--you keep the reporters at bay?" she asked, tilting her head as she slipped a strawberry into her mouth. It was lovely. This was ALL lovely. Even if the...minister's office was a bad PLACE for her right now. And she was banned from Level One. Oops.
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Ember didn't notice his difference in manner-but she DID think he was being very FRIENDLY rather suddenly. Well. that was NICE hehe. "Oh--well one of them is a shrub--" she giggled. "And I have a parrot--he's my favorite--but OOOHH don't tell my kneazle that--he'll have a right FIT." HEHEHE. but how could she NOT favor her little buddy that liked to stand on her shoulder at all times while she was at home?! HE WAS TOO PRECIOUS.
Owls were lovely creatures. "Oh--I should invest in an owl--but Paolo--my parrot--yeah he'd be SO angry." She said. She could chatter on about her pets for........seven hours. Not that she had counted."What's your owl's name? Oh--I bet he's so....MAJESTIC!" and she hopped a bit and spilled some of the sauce on the ground--ALMOST hitting her shoe. BUT SHE HADN'T. SO YIPEE. She was just SO FREAKIN' EXCITED BECAUSE ANIMALS WHOOH ANIMALS YEAH.
But then he was talking a lot--and while Ember could dominate a conversation, she certainly could listen well, too. And boy, was he just a proud little ham! She found it so...ENDEARING. "So..the reporters--you keep the reporters at bay?" she asked, tilting her head as she slipped a strawberry into her mouth. It was lovely. This was ALL lovely. Even if the...minister's office was a bad PLACE for her right now. And she was banned from Level One. Oops.
.....A shrub. Creatures may have been one of the VERY FEW things Ezra wasn't an expert on, but he was almost positive shrubs were plants, not creatures. He didn't have time to point this out, however, as she had already moved on to talking about her parrot. Alrighty then. The media liason felt no need to actually promise not to talk to her kneazle, as he assumed that anybody who worked for the Ministry wouldn't be serious about such a thing, but he almost wasn't sure about this one. He nodded along as Ember spoke, trying to concentrate on her instead of the corner of his mind that was urging him to make sure his hair had maintained its perfection.
And he failed. Checking himself out in the face of his watch once more, he looked up to see her looking expectantly at him as if she was waiting for him to say something. Ah, had she asked him something? Owl, yes. Owl. "His name is..." Ezra trailed off, trying to remember what he had named him. It wasn't his fault, okay, he had practically been a child then. Umm. Was it Vincent or Victor? "Vincent. His name is Vincent. After Vincent Van Gogh," he continued smoothly. Okay, so maybe that was a lie. But being smooth was his JOB and he was good at it. So there. Moving on. He should probably ask her about her pets now, right? To be polite? "Er, and what's your parrot's name?" Probably Bubbles or Sparkle or something by the looks of her outfit. Ahem, anyways.
SAUCE. SAUCE, IT WAS DROPPING. As quick as was humanly possible, Ezra moved his shoes out of the way of Ember's mess. His SHOES, his PRIDE and JOY (after his watch and glasses and hair and impeccable taste in ties, obviously) were in JEOPARDY. Phew. He hadn't been hit. Straightening his tie to ease his anxiety, he plastered a smile back on his face. He didn't look nearly as good when he was frowning, you see. Now, her question? Oh good, more about his fine, upstanding occupation. "Oh yes, they're quite difficult to control, those reporters. Nothing I can't handle, of course, but what is put into the media must be strictly monitored." Couldn't have the ministry's honor be put in jeopardy as the welfare of his shoes had just been, nope. "And what do you do down in pest control?" Emphasis on down. Obviously.
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What? His hand did NOT have cheese OR chocolate on this time, nor did he have a little buzzer hidden in his palm or any practical joke pranks of any kind up his sleeve. He had left all those at home today.
The fact that the woma--- BHUVANA actually shook his hand was surprising, but also a relief since he hated rejection and got embarrassed by it easily. "Bhuvana, very pretty name," he shook her hand gently, since it seemed delicate for some reason. "You work at the Ministry too, right? I'm in Creatures." And she was definitely, probably in some kind of paper-pushing job with that accent. Willy let go of her hand lightly and tried a piece of cauliflower under the cheese while she had a chance to respond.
Although Bhuvana let go of the man's - William's - hand pretty quickly, she didn't feel like she was as passive aggressive as she could be. Or real aggressive, active aggressive - her delicate hands were not weak. But she didn't plan on using any actual physical strength today.
Oh. That was surprising. He liked her name, hm? "Thanks?" She kinda cocked an eyebrow at that. It was just a name. And he was in creatures - fitting of the childish - no, boundless energy. Probably owned a crup, too. She could see that happening.
"International Cooperation." Which sounded a bit more exciting that it actually was. Not that she didn't like her job - she was in her element, with three languages under her belt and learning a fourth, as well as organizing and filing papers, it was just that, well, she didn't really get to use her many talents. She might've said that last part out loud but she definitely did not notice.
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Originally Posted by ScarletCharm104
Although Bhuvana let go of the man's - William's - hand pretty quickly, she didn't feel like she was as passive aggressive as she could be. Or real aggressive, active aggressive - her delicate hands were not weak. But she didn't plan on using any actual physical strength today.
Oh. That was surprising. He liked her name, hm? "Thanks?" She kinda cocked an eyebrow at that. It was just a name. And he was in creatures - fitting of the childish - no, boundless energy. Probably owned a crup, too. She could see that happening.
"International Cooperation." Which sounded a bit more exciting that it actually was. Not that she didn't like her job - she was in her element, with three languages under her belt and learning a fourth, as well as organizing and filing papers, it was just that, well, she didn't really get to use her many talents. She might've said that last part out loud but she definitely did not notice.
"It's an unusual name," he added, since she was giving him that weird-look thing again. Bhuvana. It was nice to have a name to go with her face, okay? He always seemed to run into her at these events and now that he knew something about her, maybe he could stop being so secretively judgy.
Probably not, though, not as long as she was judging him. "Aha," was all he said at first to her admission of working in International Coop. "Your floor is one above mine," William pointed out, pointing up with the cheesey skewer in his hand as well. Oops, it almost dripped. He quickly put it down on a plate.
What was she saying, though? He leaned toward her, clearing showing that he didn't hear what she had muttered about using her many talents. "Sorry, I didn't catch that last bit?" What a thing to overhear though, if she were talking to herself...heh....
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"It's an unusual name," he added, since she was giving him that weird-look thing again. Bhuvana. It was nice to have a name to go with her face, okay? He always seemed to run into her at these events and now that he knew something about her, maybe he could stop being so secretively judgy.
Probably not, though, not as long as she was judging him. "Aha," was all he said at first to her admission of working in International Coop. "Your floor is one above mine," William pointed out, pointing up with the cheesey skewer in his hand as well. Oops, it almost dripped. He quickly put it down on a plate.
What was she saying, though? He leaned toward her, clearing showing that he didn't hear what she had muttered about using her many talents. "Sorry, I didn't catch that last bit?" What a thing to overhear though, if she were talking to herself...heh....
Uncultured, then. Well, Bhuvana wasn't making assumptions. For her, named after her maternal grandmother, who was named after her great-aunt, her name was the opposite of unusual. Just like William was probably a family name. She wouldn't judge, though - plenty of people hadn't heard of where Bhuvana had lived for a while, much less a name like hers. Whatever, though, she was just making a whole thing out of a small statement. "It's Bengali," she said with a matter-of-fact nod. She opened her mouth to give a positive comment about his name, but figured she would make things...
...weird?
"Oh?" she asked, because apparently that last part was spoken, and although she meant to say it as a petty rhetorical question it had come out rather flat. Her cheeks burned, and she held the backs of her cold fingers to them. Oh. "It appears that I am blushing."
.....A shrub. Creatures may have been one of the VERY FEW things Ezra wasn't an expert on, but he was almost positive shrubs were plants, not creatures. He didn't have time to point this out, however, as she had already moved on to talking about her parrot. Alrighty then. The media liason felt no need to actually promise not to talk to her kneazle, as he assumed that anybody who worked for the Ministry wouldn't be serious about such a thing, but he almost wasn't sure about this one. He nodded along as Ember spoke, trying to concentrate on her instead of the corner of his mind that was urging him to make sure his hair had maintained its perfection.
And he failed. Checking himself out in the face of his watch once more, he looked up to see her looking expectantly at him as if she was waiting for him to say something. Ah, had she asked him something? Owl, yes. Owl. "His name is..." Ezra trailed off, trying to remember what he had named him. It wasn't his fault, okay, he had practically been a child then. Umm. Was it Vincent or Victor? "Vincent. His name is Vincent. After Vincent Van Gogh," he continued smoothly. Okay, so maybe that was a lie. But being smooth was his JOB and he was good at it. So there. Moving on. He should probably ask her about her pets now, right? To be polite? "Er, and what's your parrot's name?" Probably Bubbles or Sparkle or something by the looks of her outfit. Ahem, anyways.
SAUCE. SAUCE, IT WAS DROPPING. As quick as was humanly possible, Ezra moved his shoes out of the way of Ember's mess. His SHOES, his PRIDE and JOY (after his watch and glasses and hair and impeccable taste in ties, obviously) were in JEOPARDY. Phew. He hadn't been hit. Straightening his tie to ease his anxiety, he plastered a smile back on his face. He didn't look nearly as good when he was frowning, you see. Now, her question? Oh good, more about his fine, upstanding occupation. "Oh yes, they're quite difficult to control, those reporters. Nothing I can't handle, of course, but what is put into the media must be strictly monitored." Couldn't have the ministry's honor be put in jeopardy as the welfare of his shoes had just been, nope. "And what do you do down in pest control?" Emphasis on down. Obviously.
Ember had finished all of her snacks. OOps. But she wanted MORE so she just..ahem...stacked more of the fluffy marshmallows on her plate and just nodded at him while she...got some caramel sauce on her plate. She probably made a mess--she was making a mess--well oops---she just waved her wand to clean all that up.
Ahem.
"Oh--Vincent! What a lovely name for a LOVELY creature!" she said excitedly, licking the side of her plate--some caramel was about to drop off--BUT OHHH EMBER SAVED IT! She did. HAHA, you pesky DRIP-DROP OF CARAMEL. "Ahh--his name is Paolo." Hehe. She smiled and tucked some hair behind her ear, adjusting her flower crown once more. She should have pinned it in place, yes. "He's a little cutie. Also way jealous of anyone who comes my place--probably peck you to death--" she laughed, though, as if this was the funniest thing ever. It kind of was?
She didn't notice the shoe thing--but she did raise an eyebrow at the media stuff. "Well--Hmph. You must have to do LOTS of cover ups-that Undersecretary--" she snorted and waved a bit. "He's....something." Gavin. The MAN who had made her CRY in his office and had wanted to LOCK her somewhere for a day. "That reminds me--I'm totally banned on your level--" HAHA. She laughed pleasantly at this but INWARDLY she was so MAD about that still. "Funny story--" Not very funny at all. In fact--it was a SAD story.
SIGH.
"Oh...I help people get rid of their pests--make sure they're safe and then bring them to their natural habitats--or sanctuaries depending on the animal." She shrugged. "I have to make sure people don't try to kill them or anything--because they're creatures too!"
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Uncultured, then. Well, Bhuvana wasn't making assumptions. For her, named after her maternal grandmother, who was named after her great-aunt, her name was the opposite of unusual. Just like William was probably a family name. She wouldn't judge, though - plenty of people hadn't heard of where Bhuvana had lived for a while, much less a name like hers. Whatever, though, she was just making a whole thing out of a small statement. "It's Bengali," she said with a matter-of-fact nod. She opened her mouth to give a positive comment about his name, but figured she would make things...
...weird?
"Oh?" she asked, because apparently that last part was spoken, and although she meant to say it as a petty rhetorical question it had come out rather flat. Her cheeks burned, and she held the backs of her cold fingers to them. Oh. "It appears that I am blushing."
Bengali? "Like the tigers?" William wondered aloud, before thinking for a moment. Bengal tigers were from that area by India/Bangladesh... that must be where she was from? Maybe? Made sense, though her accent and attitude were still very...Londony if she were from the Bengal area...
He let out a small chuckle as she started to blush. "It's barely noticeable. Take it from me, I blush around women all the time." And that admission actually caused a small flush to come to his ears, though he hoped she wouldn't notice.
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Bengali? "Like the tigers?" William wondered aloud, before thinking for a moment. Bengal tigers were from that area by India/Bangladesh... that must be where she was from? Maybe? Made sense, though her accent and attitude were still very...Londony if she were from the Bengal area...
He let out a small chuckle as she started to blush. "It's barely noticeable. Take it from me, I blush around women all the time." And that admission actually caused a small flush to come to his ears, though he hoped she wouldn't notice.
Bhuvana raised an eyebrow at William's remark. "I...guess?" she said, not really having thought about it. "It's a family name." And so she respected it and had never had a nickname ever, except from her male cousins who had irritated her to no end with BOO, Bhu, but that could be excused because they were so extremely masculine that at least she got a discernible sentence not about rugby. Back to the tigers though - the only tigers she had ever seen were at the zoo, because she was born in upperclass London, after all.
Oh, Merlin. Bhuvana slowly removed her hands from her still-glowing face. She never blushed. She was immune to feelings of embarrassment. This was new.
And that...was strangely endearing. "That's strangely endearing." She only said that because she could definitely notice his blush, and they were both blushing for some reason, which was super strange. Super super strange.
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Bhuvana raised an eyebrow at William's remark. "I...guess?" she said, not really having thought about it. "It's a family name." And so she respected it and had never had a nickname ever, except from her male cousins who had irritated her to no end with BOO, Bhu, but that could be excused because they were so extremely masculine that at least she got a discernible sentence not about rugby. Back to the tigers though - the only tigers she had ever seen were at the zoo, because she was born in upperclass London, after all.
Oh, Merlin. Bhuvana slowly removed her hands from her still-glowing face. She never blushed. She was immune to feelings of embarrassment. This was new.
And that...was strangely endearing. "That's strangely endearing." She only said that because she could definitely notice his blush, and they were both blushing for some reason, which was super strange. Super super strange.
Oh. "I see," William replied with a small shrug. Bhuuuuuuuvana. She probably had some good nicknames from that, eh? Except she didn't really seem like the kind of person who would enjoy nicknames, nor give them out. He, on the other hand, was a bit of a nickname god with his alliterative name and all. Not to brag though...
His chuckling had faded, but William was still smiling at his no-longer-an-enemy (?!). "Oh," he said again, this time aloud and now the blush spread to his cheeks. Erm.... "I think I need a drink," he decided suddenly, like maybe some water to splash on his burning face. "Want one?" Willy gestured toward the mixology area.
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Oh. "I see," William replied with a small shrug. Bhuuuuuuuvana. She probably had some good nicknames from that, eh? Except she didn't really seem like the kind of person who would enjoy nicknames, nor give them out. He, on the other hand, was a bit of a nickname god with his alliterative name and all. Not to brag though...
His chuckling had faded, but William was still smiling at his no-longer-an-enemy (?!). "Oh," he said again, this time aloud and now the blush spread to his cheeks. Erm.... "I think I need a drink," he decided suddenly, like maybe some water to splash on his burning face. "Want one?" Willy gestured toward the mixology area.
Bhuvana bobbed her head as an affirmative gesture. Nothing to see here. Just family names. "I could have had it worse," she offered. "My brother's name is Jyotiprakash." Which was a mouthful even to her proficient mouth, mainly because her accent made the last part sound strange to those who knew how it was supposed to be pronounced. She paused just long enough to watch William's reaction to that name before adding "Well, we just call him Joe most of the time. Or Joey." Unlike her, he had loads of nicknames. All of his footballing buddies. Unlike her, he also had lots of friends who all knew everything about him. Bhuvana couldn't remember the last time she spoke to someone about her brother that didn't know her brother. It was slightly off-putting.
Bhuvana wasn't smiling, but she wasn't… not smiling. She was just kind of assessing what on earth was happening. "Sure."
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