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"Eliora, congratulations!" Bambi beamed at her new boss as she approached. They had worked together in the department one full year, and Bambi felt comfortable enough addressing the woman by her first name. "Oh yes, Ari loves being there! It was a tough choice last year, between the daycare and Woboldo's, but this year it was an easy choice" it was inconceivable to Bambi that her precious little baby girl was so grown up, but again she'd be turning thirty years old this year and obviously the world was changing. Vastly. Because she'd be getting old. At least on paper.
Then their new department head launched into her welcome speech and... oh dear. Well. Bambi did not approve of so much coffee. On the contrary, she firmly believed it was not helpful after a point and just made their teeth yellow for no reason. Herbal teas, chocolate coffee bean tea (a specialty of hers), and lots of water were a great substitute!
... Also wine, but for different reasons. Wouldn't that be something? To have wine on hand at the office. Bambi made a mental note to suggest it, for with the Quidditch cup fast approaching, she predicted there would be a lot of long hours logged into the system. For both Layla and herself, and her father. Who was being uncharacteristically grouchy about the whole thing, but she supposed he'll get over it soon enough.
Speaking of her father, and his many many pep talks, she reminded herself she'd like a word with Ms. Dodderidge soon enough about her division.. and that Supervisor position. Yes, she is well aware she only has one year of experience under her belt, but it had been a magnificent year if she does say so herself. The office had never been that tidy, no charms renewals had been missed and every "accident" or "catastrophe" that arose had been dealt with quickly. And, to be rather honest, she missed the fat paychecks modeling had given her, and a supervisor position would be a nice bump to the salary.
Not to mention, with the Quidditch Cup coming up... well. The ministry needed her terribly, didn't they? This was her shot to ask for a promotion, to ask for more, before the workload became too great for such administrative matters.
So, yes. Bambi would be at Dodderidge's office too, sooner rather than later. She'd discuss strategies with Layla this week, so she'd be ready to discuss it bright and early Monday morning. Perfect. ... Now, where are the croissants? She wanted half of one.
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