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Old 06-21-2015, 04:24 PM   #5 (permalink)
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Ezra paused in front of the conference room door to perform his routine check, as if his appearance could have changed since when he'd checked it five minutes before. He used the reflection in the face of his large wristwatch to adjust a strand or twelve of hair, straighten his already-straight tie, and push his glasses further up his nose although there wasn't really anywhere left for them to go. Putting on his most professional smile, the one with all the pearly white teeth showing, he strode into the room with his head held high. His blue eyes scanned the room and he groaned internally (to do so out loud was horrible un-gentlemanlike, obviously), not letting his smile waver. No Tiffany? Merlin, what a waste of a perfectly good outfit.

But wait. Did somebody say Media Liaison? Talking about him already, were they? It was about time, really,as there was nothing better to be talking about but others did have a horrible tendency not to realize that. Smoothing his tie down again, he flashed a dimpled smile at the woman who'd said it, and reached out a hand to shake hers. Hopefully she'd sanitized before this little meeting. "Media Liaison? Oh yes, that's me." She HAD been admiring him, yes? Good. "Ezra Bellamy," he added, standing up as straight as was humanly possible. She'd do well to remember that name.

Ezra held a hand out to the senior undersecretary next, smiling at her as well despite the fact that she had her shoes on the table like a common hooligan. Clearly this place needed him in charge. "Miss Cavanagh." And of course there was the man who was eating that horrid sandwich, who received a well rehearsed smile as well, merely for existing. There. All the bases covered and still no Tiffany. The media liaison took a seat next to Miss Cavanagh and interlaced his fingers on the table, eyes fixed on the door. Would she just get here already? He'd be hard pressed to get through this entire meeting with only a sandwich-eater and an honest-to-merlin CASUAL department head to look at.
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