ΒΌ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote:
Originally Posted by MeredithRodneyMckay;10405720[COLOR="DarkSlateGray" Having already passed several people through, and on their way to the relevant level, Gabe filed away their details in the cabinet by the desk. "Name, wand and reason for being here, please," Gabriel smiled at the next man in line, quill poised and ready to take the next lot of notes - and machine tinkling away behind him. "If you are here to work, I'll need the name of the department you've been assigned to, as well." [/COLOR] Enrique smiled politely at the man. "Hello, mister," he greeted shortly, even if he seemed to be down to the business as soon as possible. He handed him his wand as he answered the questions. Hopefully, he didn't miss any. "Enrique Brandon, my wand is from olive tree, Catalonian Fireball scale core..." The height he didn't know, since they used inches. The machine would tell anyway. "...and I work for Wizengamot. This is my first day, actually." |