Victor was quick to nod at Penelope with a smile when she offered to come with him on the coffee run. It had just occurred to him that he had been setting himself up for a dropped cup and a ruined suit by volunteering to go all by his lonesome. Plus, this would be a great ice-breaker!

"Lovely to meet you, Penelope." He beamed at the friendly young woman. He would have shook her hand, but he'd already decided that wou shaking the hand of everyone present would have been a huge bit of bother that hardly seemed fitting in a crowd, even if this was his first day with his new colleagues. He'd tried so hard to repress the polite habit of reaching for a handshake, and he wasn't about to mess up his streak. Maybe later.

With the exception of a couple of grumps, his co-workers all seemed like lovely people. In most places these days, making a desk vanish from underneath an employee would be frowned upon, but in Victor's experience, that sort of thing was almost a daily occurrence. If there was a man on earth who understood what Law Enforcement work can do to ones temper, it was Victor LaCroix.

He had been so prepared to go and fetch that coffee, even to the point of gesturing to Penelope for her to go first, but it seemed the head auror had arrived just in time to put a stopper in those plans. He took a step closer to his new desk, not wanting to be in the way. He gave the group a defeated shrug as he moved, and his eyes flashed a look that seemed to say'This is going to be a long day.'. He sat at his desk, still facing the group. In that moment, bereft of his morning coffee, the experienced officer had about him the familiar air of a child on his first day of school.