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Bazinga 
“Dale, hello. Things seem all set and yes we are waiting on a few, but if you want to get started with the ones that we have here go right ahead.” She figured the rest would be coming shortly.
"Good. We're still going to make this a two-pronged shoot, as discussed. The professional side, and the personal side for each player." Each page would have the professional, action shot as the main image, with a smaller image of a more 'off duty' pose to the side of calendar grid part itself. Moving of course, and with a tap of a wand the images could be interchanged depending on the preference of the calendar owner.
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emjay Team robes. So it was a very professional kind of photoshoot and calendar. Slightly disappointing. But Greyson had been prepared for outfit changes in case the photographer wanted something more than what he was wearing, or less.
"Team robes.. you got it," he grinned at the woman carrying the equipment before he started pulling off his shirt. Didn't look like there was a place to change and he wasn't all that bothered with it anyway. Taking his team robes out of the bag he had slung over his shoulder, Greyson slipped them over his head. He could totally rock the pro look for this calendar. Orange brought out his blue eyes. Complementary colors and all.
Looking up as he heard his name, he smiled at the Ministry lady. She did look rather familiar now that he thought about it, but he tended to leave the business side of things to his manager, and the name escaped him. "Please, it's Greyson." They were all friends here, no need for formalities, at least with him. "Thanks for the invite."
He glanced back at the photographer. "Ready when you are." Just throwing it out there, he knew they were still waiting on others, but the first one ready likely got the best photos and maybe choice of placement. Just showing a little initiative.
.... Quidditch players.
Dale smiled back politely and busied herself looking around and assessing the others while Andres changed, returning her attention to him when he said he was ready.
"I've seen your work, Andres, eight snitches last season and some fierce snatches right out from under the noses of your opposition." Most of whom, aside from those who had retired or been traded out, would be here today. He'd even managed to get one up on Dylan, which surprised her... because it was
Dylan.
"I want to see that fierceness if you think you can give it to me." Was he up to the challenge? She'd soon see.
She gestured to the air. He could get up there and she'd have a practice snitch -designed to look like a game snitch- released for him to show off with.