J. J. Starr goes to take his lunch break. He wonders if he will see anyone there.

"J.J., you are the first person I have ever seen in this breakroom besides me!", Samantha exclaimed. She had just entered with her sandwich, cupcake and drink and was very surprised to see another person there.

" Hopefully I will get some inspiration here" Joe Jon Montcenaggio told Miss Samantha Rose.

"Yeah, this is a pretty inspiring place, isn't it?", Samantha laughed, looking around the breakroom. "I was going to let you know that I plan to open a special room up for both committees to start brainstorming in soon about all the projects we are working on. I think this is probably the easiest thing to do, since we want to have everything ready in time. The OWLs and NEWTs will be needed by next term, and there are a few other projects I will need to have completed before that time, as well. I will let everyone know what is going on very soon, though."

Alexander Greingoth made his way into the breakroom. Today was more or less his first day on the job, and he wasn't due to start his work for another thirty minutes. He'd passed by his desk and didn't notice any assignments or memos present. Perhaps they'd start piling in within the hour.

He took notice of a man and woman chatting nearby and nodded a hello in their direction. "Good morning, ma'am, sir," he said, flashing one of his brilliant smiles. "Alexander Greingoth, new employee on the level."

" Good morning, my name is Joe Jon Montcenaggio but everyone calls me J. J. Starr" J. J. Starr told him. Wait a minute Jason told him about an Anna Greingorth.

Alexander turned in the direction of the man's voice, smiling as he listened to him introduce himself. "Hello, J.J. Starr. It's a pleasure to meet you," Alexander greeted. "Been working here long?"

Alexander briefly glanced at his pocketwatch. It would be just a matter of minutes before he'd have to report to his desk to involve himself in the duties of a Beast Division Liason. He was happy to have met a fellow employee in the meantime.

"Actually, I worked for magical Sports and Games in the Gobstones part but transferred to the Education dept Alexander" J. J. Starr told him. "Are you Anna's father?" Joe Jon Montcenaggio asked him.

"How are you? Nice to see someone new in the breakroom," Samantha smiled. "I was beginning to think this room was going to be abandoned from now on. I'm Samantha Rose, by the way, Department Head for Magical Education."

J. J. Starr takes a break after the encounter with Miss Wells. He looks around for a friendly face.

Holding a white folder on her hands, Angelina was ready to leave level one and do all the things she had to do.
The conference was keeping everyone busy. Angelina believe that even when the ministry workers got home they couldn't avoid thinking about the conference.

She was thinking about that when she passed by the break room door.
Just.. one minute.. she thought to herself while she entered the room and quickly ordered a coffee.
She could drink it while she was working.. it wouldn't hurt anyone.

With a quick, but always polite thank you, the young woman grabbed her coffee, and while taking a sip of it, she started to walk towards the door.

Taking a small break in between his Conference assignment, Brian headed to their office breakroom to stretch his hands and legs a bit. It was so hectic since the ministers started to arrive.

When he entered the room, my Goodness, it was not a pleasant scene at all. Wait..who's that? He was trying to spot the lady who got the coffee spilled over her shirt sleeve..for God's sake, only a small amount. But ...It was Angelina. Great! He looked at her in apologizing note, "Er...Sorry, Angelina," he walked over the shelf to grab some tissues, "I should have been lil more careful."

The young woman was drinking her coffee and holding the folder on the hand she was stretching to open the break room's door, when she felt the knob moving and the door opening right in front of her nose.
Angelina quickly took a step back, but it looked like it wasn't quickly enough, since she could feel the hot coffee on her shirt sleeve.

She had only stopped for a minute.. a minute and now her shirt had spilled coffee all over the sleeve.
Not great.. not great at all..!

" Well, you couldn't have predicted that someone was opening the door at the same time you were. she immediately answered when she heard a male voice talking,still with her green eyes looking at her shirt's sleeve.
She was so distracted that only a minute after that she recognized the man's voice.
And now the was walking towards her with.. tissues.
She looked at him and quickly answered, resisting at the temptation of taking a tinny step back. " There is no need to use.. tissues. I keep a shirt on by bad just in case something like this happens.
She didn't want to sound rude.. she didn't want to sound rude at all.. but..ha, she was a woman and her shirt's sleeve was untidy.

He kept answering as he turned to pick the tissues, "May be, but still.." he quickly turned with tissues in hand, noticed that she was trying to take a step back. Oh! What she was thinking about him? Did she think he was going to wipe off the stain? How could he be doing that to a lady without her permission?! Ladies! He tilted his head slightly, sighed.

Brian took a step forward handed over the tissues to her, "Dont worry, I wont do anymore mistakes, trust me.." he said, "Again I'm sorry for that.." he was appologized, though it happened accidentaly and only part of his mistake. Only a part. He pulled out a wand, cleaned the stains from her shirt sleeve as a trained wizard.

He knew that she was upset or angry and it was quite predictable. Ofcourse she was bit serious, moody at times but very talented and good looking. He wanted to maintain good terms with her..but situations didn't help that much. First the crazy minister now..coffee..Hmmm..he sighed.

Angelina raised her both eyebrows when she noticed Brian titling his head.. and then he sighed.
Er.. did he noticed that she actually was thinking about taking a step back?
Seriously, had she taken a step back and she didn’t remember to do it?!
But that was ridiculous, she still had control of her feet!

“You “wont do anymore mistakes?”” she repeated his words not really caring if he was taking a small towards her or towards someone or someplace else. Not even caring if he was pointing his wand at her , which if it had happen some other time she would have said something.. probably a not very nice thing. “What do you mean by that?” Well, someone who heard him talking, it would look like he had committed some big mistakes to her.
Only after that she noticed her sleeve was clear. “Thank you.” she said while she moved her green eyes from her sleeve to Brian.

“There is no need for you to apologize a second time Brian.” the young woman said while she waived her free of coffee hand dismissively in the air with a slight smile.
Ah, at least it was a slight smile, and he was lucky for that because she was not in the best of her moods.
Especially because every time she looked at him, it reminded her of the crazy American minister and the ridiculous things that were going on inside her head.
Angelina was just thankful that she was not going to see the woman in a near future.

He was relaxed b'cuz she looked relaxed, ofcourse a bit. And on the top of the cake she was smiled. It was certainly like a breeze in the midst of the tight situation. She looked more gorgeous when she was smiled. Did anyone ever tell this to her? He doubted. But why not he? He shook his head gently at his strange thought. But before he could stop, it came out, "You know, You look even more beautiful when you smile," he pushed all other questions aside, not that he was not wanting to answer but it seemed not important at the moment.

He leaned back on one of the chairs, with folded hands acorss his chest. "Would you mind to get out of this room?" he asked, not knowing the outcome. A bit of cool air would improve her mood, he thought but smiled gently while he waited for her reaction.

Angelina still had her eyebrows raised while she waited for an answer .
She was staring to wonder if he had heard anything of what she had said. The young woman was about to repeat the question when she saw him shaking his head.
“Yes, yes.. still you didn’t ans- humnm?!” she was waiving her hand dismissively in the air, again, not really paying attention to what he was saying, when she stopped talking and raised both eyebrows in complete surprise.
Where the heck did that came from?!
Angelina felt like she should stretch her arm really slowly and confirm if he had any fever.
But no, there was no need for her to stretch her arm.. he looked pretty healthy. Besides, it would be a rude gesture.
“Er.. thank you.. I suppose.”

“Get out of this room?” she moved her green eyes to the chair where he had taken a seat. “ Brian, where do you want to go?” she asked trying not to sound rude.. and then he started to smile, the same exact smile he had given her when the American minister left the atrium. “I have work to do, you know?” True. She should be putting typical British items inside a box.

Brian knew that it should be new to her, this approach and comments. But he couldnt help since it was his nature to tell anything on the face. He's a true genuine guy who thinks straight and follows every discipline of the good human being. He noticed her struggling to react but once she managed to do that, he nodded, "You're welcome."

But as she shounded confused over the things which were getting the fast pace so quickly he was the one who needed to lead. He was so willing right at the moment to do that..atleast he thought. He moved towards her from where he was, gently took the papers from her hands, "I would like to show you some other stuffs in the world besides this papers, Angelina.." he leaned in, "Only if you like.." said in a low but manly tone. He didnt want to push her anywhere she was not feeling comfortable. It was in her hands..after all.

Angelina suddenly got confused, she had a bazillion things going on inside her head and the Brian shows up out of nowhere, spilled coffee all over the sleeve, and then started talking about showing her other stuff besides paper.
There was also another reason why she was confused, he had taken the lead of that conversation just like that.

Her eyebrows both rose when he moved towards her and took the papers from her hands.
Oh, he wasn’t talking seriously.. was he?
“Oh, you would..” she finally spoke, still with her eyebrows raised. “Well, that is very nice of you… “ she made a short pause just to process all the information that was inside her brain. “ ..however I really need to finish what I’m doing right now. You do know that there is a conference about to happen in here.” she leaned in and took the papers off his hand.
She really needed those. “ I like papers, besides what would you want to show me?” She spoke while she started to walk towars the door.
She really needed to go place those papers on her desk and meet her superior at level ten.

Eh, she had to admit.. at least he took the papers quietly from her hands.

Following Jake's directions, Lucy finally discovered the Breakroom.
She got herself a cup of coffee and sat down on a table, thinking. She toook Chloe's letter from the pocket. She read the last lines.

She drank a sip of her coffee, studying the letter. Maybe she needed a change in her life.

Jake walked in and grabbed a strong coffee quickly, not pausing to even look at the room. I have to go back sometime... I heard it's cool! He practically ran back to the the division room and popped his head in before entering, checking for unwanted people.

Oh, boy.
Her head seemed to be about to explode. I knew four whiskeys wasn't a good idea.
She needed a coffee to wake up. When she got it, she drank it all in five minutes.
Just in case, she got another to take to her office.

Jessica walked in to the level one breakroom on one of her regular checking shifts. She looked around, the room seemed spotless.There didn't seem to be a lot of people in there.She quickly sweeped the floor and refilled the coffee machine.She then walked out again.

She wasn't going to have another cup of coffee. She wasn't going to have another cup of coffee.
Lucy had nothing to do but to think before doing something important. She couldn't leave everything and go away for a while. She wanted it, but on the other hand, she loved her job too much. She had to work harder if she wanted to continue working there. The woman made a mental note to ask Samanthat when was the best time to take a weak off.
She had just take a conclusion about herself: she was a very complex person.

Jake.
His name appeared on her mind without warning. She didn't want to think about him now, after their little... argument. I hadn't meant to admit she loved him Gosh, I didn't even know I loved him! she exclaimed to herself, angry. but she wasn't angry at him, for wanting to listen to her. She was angry at herself and at her lifestyle.
"Maybe it's better like this..." she thought out loud. "I made my point, right? Now that Ted is back, it's better for Jake to be far away from me. I made that happen."
But did she want him to be away?