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Eliza Bellerose
Slytherin Second Year
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Text Cut: Kimalia Quote:
Originally Posted by Kimalia 
Oh Merlin, why oh why did she decide today to not have her daily juice! She was beginning to feel the effects, a drink! But no, she musn't break in front of her main superior! Quickly, she bowed again out of respect and embarrassment for herself. Now what did her mother tell her, Hush now and do what you do best! "Y-yes, that would be lovely, thank you." Walking quite briskly but delicately, for she was still a lady! Setting the basket of goods in front of the great Minister on his desk.
She made to sit, but almost forgotten! "Oh!" Eyes widening, her manners! Yes! "I have baked these goods for you and the entire office." Licking her already dry lips she continued, the spotlight was on her and all she wanted was a nice cold glass of juice to relax. "For there is enough for your f-family as well!" Yes, for this man had the signs of being a family man!
Finished with the introduction, she merely sat down, quite unsure, but attempted to hide this by sitting up straight, crossing her right leg over her left and smiling dashly. Yes.. Now she remembered why she didn't have a cup this morning. They did have a habit of staining. And now for the business.. "Well, Great Minister," For he must be to have replaced the other rather large grand Minister, hence the meaning. "I-I've noticed a rather change in some staff." Blinking in effort not to sound rather, desperate, for she was merely curious. "I-I came here to show my face and to take any radical changes you wish for me to do or take care of now that Lord Borr is.. well gone." Tightening her lips, was she too bold? Perhaps she should further explain the sweets. Blinking incase of the worse, "A-and to add, the sweets are a tradition I grew up with, presenting sweets to a new superior." Now that was said and done, if the Great Minister needed her to jump into a bowl of flobberworms, well she would gladly do so!
Alexander just sat and stared at the woman, trying to decide whether she'd gone crazy or was just naturally this energetic. In the end, he decided that she was naturally this energetic. He didn't see that mad look in her eyes, at least. He only quit staring at the soft thud the basket made when the woman placed it on his desk. He should say something. Err... "Well, thank you, Miss Bell. I'm sure my fiancee, my daughter, and I will enjoy these," he commented. What...were they...exactly? He lifted up the lid and looked inside. Ohh. Yes, they'd enjoy these indeed. "Looks delicious," he commented.
"Changes. Yes," he agreed, nodding his head. "Well, with Borr gone and myself as the new Minister, I believe we should open our food court soon, hmm?" It'd been in the works long enough. "There's a new head of Maintenance, Mr. Lennox, and a big enough staff to get things going." He studied the woman again, then he looked toward the basket. "Are you interested in heading the foot court, Miss Bell?"
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