 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Sachin beamed and nodded in agreement. This time, he could tell, it was going to be a lighter air in which he and Conley met. With the cup of chai on hand, he took a seat. Things should be getting started soon, was the thought running through his head. In the meanwhile, it was a good time to drink some tea and so he did until half of the cup’s contents was gone. Indians and their love for tea were not to be messed with.
Right.
Issues that needed to be dealt with. The Quidditch World Cup and Security was the main one on Sachin’s short list. He also wanted to check in on Nickels stuff on the British end. Thankfully, there hadn’t been damage on India’s side as that Ministry was able to act accordingly. But yes, back to the meeting. The man figured he’d let the Minister go first because Conley had called on him. |