Settling into the premier Wizarding Bank in the entire world was no small feat, and honestly, Elsdon felt a bit over his head. It was so BUSY here, nothing like home, really. The people here didn't seem to get his sense of humour so well, and the Goblins? Yeahhhhhhh humour didn't work on them at all, even when he so kindly translated his punchlines into Gobbledegook. Usually the reaction he got from that was some commentary on his accent.

The Goblins in New Zealand were FAR more laid back.

....

..... okay. Okay. They were slightly more laid back, but it was still enough that you'd notice.

Anyway. Lunchtime? Best part of the day. With a copy of the Gringotts Financial Times under one arm, Elsdon was heading to the door.