To say that Layla had a rocky relationship with this department was an understatement but that would not deter her from coming to this meeting. She had slipped in just in time behind Wes and frowned as the man slammed the door shut. She felt the breeze from that.

What had gotten his knickers in a bunch?..Err.well besides all the infected zombie people they all stashed away somewhere in their department. NOt wanting to seat herself around their conference table, Layla conjured up her own comfy arm chair at the back and got settled in, quick notes quill and parchment at the ready. When this story got out it would make front page news..undoubtedly, she'd make sure of that.

Layla had to scratch a few things off quickly remembering that she was sent to the Prophet to keep the ministry looking good in the public's eye so it was ministry first and scoop later..or something like that, she'd figure out how to make this a good story and try to make the MLE department look like they were actually doing their job.

And there in lied the challenge for her. MLE..pfft.