 A Poop * k8 *
Aron had arrived. Her affection for the man, after their toilet installation, had definitely increased, and she gave him a slight nod of her head and a smirk. Right. Emily Browne...AND Mariel...wow, a lot of the department heads. It was nice to see that...even if Mariel seemed as cold and distant as usual. Hmph.
Lynley turned to face the reporter as he spoke, though....
And it was like...her face went subtly blank, for a second, and when Emmalee began to speak to her, she remained CALM. This woman wanted a cup of tea..."I don't think I should drink tea with strangers," she whispered to the woman. In fact, she was feeling quite a bit fuzzy in the memory department...she couldn't quite make out who any of these people were.
And she felt a little frightened.
Trying to cross her arms, she felt the button and looked down at it on her shirt, and then back at the table. A-Were-Ness Week. She blinked a few times...and began to giggle.
THIS WOMAN WAS BEING PUSHY WITH TEA. Lynley stared at her as if she were insane! "Well I SUPPOSE if you won't leave me alone--but I'll have you know, I have my wand on me, ma'am--" she said, shooting the redheaded fiend a LOOK. "You know, we're IN the ministry of magic--if you kidnap me, the aurors are RIGHT there--" she gestured to the Ministry in general with her hand. |