Back in London after a few days home in Germany, Ethan knew the first place he would have to go was the post office. Optimizing his time home before he started work meant little time for much of anything once he got here but to drop his things at his grandfather's house and be on his way. He didn't want to be late for his first day after all. There would be time for fun after and he intended on having it.

Dodging the crowd in the street, green eyes scanned the shops until he came to the one he was looking for. Stepping inside, Ethan headed towards the mail room. That was where he was supposed to go, right? He pulled out the folded piece of parchment from his pocket again and glanced it over. Yes, mail room..

The boy walked in, noting the room was rather empty except for a young woman sitting at a table. Hmm, he must have been earlier than he thought.. "Hello.." he began with a friendly smile to the woman. "I'm Ethan, one of the interns.." He figured it would be alright to sit too, so he pulled out a chair and lowered himself in it, waiting for the rest to show.. or further instructions.