SHE DIDN'T EVEN LIKE EATING HER FOOD HERE!!!

After working with the ministry for quite a bit, she had gotten really good at avoiding this place too. This gross, greasy, grimy little excuse of a "food court". Food court? More like "DISEASE court". But uh, first time for everything maybe? Okay, so it wasn't exactly her first time, but she'd make sure it was the last. Goodness, maybe she was taking this whole 'separation' thing way too far. Like, eating on the same floor as him couldn't be all that bad for her brain, right?

Right. No man will EVER make her question her choice in food eating venue, ever again.

The brunette was sat in a pink chair, as she eyed her salad bowl. Her heart did a thing, one of those skippy things, as she caught a quick glimpse of a red tomato. He wore a tie that-- MERLIN he was EVERYWHERE. She couldn't eat her stupid salad without having him pop up in her head. It was HORRIBLE. And now she was stabbing the lettuce leaves quiet angrily. Ahem. Nothing to see here people... Just a very well dressed woman, with pristine curled hair... who just so happens to be angrily eating her salad. It's very casual over in Level One.