03-08-2017, 01:49 AM
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| ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. SPOILER!!: Amelia! <3 Quote:
Originally Posted by potterobsessionist
B-But-But... No. Amelia stood with her wallet open for the woman to just stick her hand in it and grab her prize. Just take it, really. Anything. Her bargaining skills (or lack thereof) was obviously not up to par and all she really cared about was the pie. Fortunately, it seemed sympathy was the way to go with this one.
Amelia's eyes widened in surprise. "... Really? I... YES." A quarter of a pie wouldn't really make everything better but it sure was a whole lot better than none of it. "I'll pay for it though, really." Just because she was begging for food in the Dessert bar didn't mean she couldn't actually pay for herself. Her salary wasn't that bad.
She grabbed a plate and kept a close eye on the woman from her Department (so she couldn't make a run for it). "It's Megan, right? Aren't you in Magical Accidents and Catastrophes?" Maybe even PART if she was lucky.
Amelia was nice. At least this was the vibe Megan was getting from her. Unless Amelia was pretending to be just to get a piece of that pie. The Slythierin in Megan was still showing; that side of her was being calculative. “Nah, don’t worry about it.’’ She quickly paid for the delicious treat and the cookies, grabbed Amelia by the arm with the intention of leading them both away from the food lest she gave into temptation to purchase more goodies. But did Amelia want to get more stuff? Eh… “Yes, I’m Megan from Accidents and Catastrophes. HI!’’ The blond beamed. “I remember you from the meeting.’’ She magically cut a good portion of the pie then levitated it onto Amelia’s plate. “There! You can think of that as a ‘Welcome to the Ministry’ present. Would you like a cookie too?’’ Megan was quite willing to share. “How are you fitting into the Ministry otherwise?’’ |
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