It was a nice enough day, so Benjy had taken an early lunch break from the skate shop and headed vaguely towards the local quidditch pitch with the idea of squeezing in half hour or so of cross-training before meeting up with Char for lunch. Per his usual form of transport, he was on four wheels - though, if possible, his skating style looked even more relaxed than usual, and he wasn't looking for a curb to jump, or doing tricks to show off.

Seeing a familiar face in front of him, he jumped off the board lightly, and kicked it up into his hand as he easily caught up with her. "Alexa Cambridge. Aren't you meant to be behind a desk somewhere?" he asked with a grin. Did they even try to make her do that? He couldn't see it.

Surely there wasn't much to patrol here though?