There was only ever one place you would find her during these....orientation events. The food table. Save the year they actually got to do something by providing security for the night, there was never anything for her to do...or anything she wanted to do for that matter. Lex supposed she should have thanked them for removing the need for her to wear heels and a dress but at the same time...she had work to do.

It was the same every year, stay working while most of the Ministry was on break then have to break from that work just to watch the lot of them come back. At what point would they be able to start skipping this altogether? Mass crisis in downtown Manchester? Because....because she had a few friends who might have be able to make that happen....it wouldn't even have to be big, just something to do until this...whatever this was, was over.

It took everything in her not to simply pile her plate high with food and head to Level two--everything and her plus one.

Another thing she could cross off her non-existent list, Fox Janvier in the Ministry. Sure he might've popped in once or twice but tonight he belonged here and it was a little....odd.

"How put out d'you think the boss man would be if I just went off to re-write expired arrest warrants instead?" She idly asked...mostly joking...sorta...kinda...no, actually it sounded like an all around better idea.