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Bazinga 
She had been in the ministry plenty of times with her mother, but as she walked in alone she felt a bit nervous. She hadn't even told her mom she was coming. It wasn't that she was keeping secrets, but she wanted to do things her own way and getting a department head involved seemed to set a bias right from the start.
With that Alana Potter headed into the minister's office. She had been seeing more and more of the minister, but here was different. Here he was the minister of magic, though she didn't even think she would see or talk to him today. At least she didn't think she would be. Now that it was in her mind she felt even more nervous. These were questions she could have asked when he was over for dinner, but again she didn't want to involve her mom, not yet at least.
Moving up to the reception desk she waited to see who she was to talk to about this.
Flutter, flutter, flutter...
It was a common sound, the sound of owls' wings flapping through the air. Typically it was the duty of an owl to deliver messages and memos, but since those had been malfunctioning of late, leaving the owls bored to create a mind of their own, this one particular owl was going for a casual stroll around level one.
The owl paid no mind to the workers below, but it was just rather unfortunate timing that a visitor at the front desk had to be standing right in the path of a rather large blob of owl poo. That blob fell from the owl as it passed and landed right on the woman's head with a
splat!
You know what they say: when you gotta go, you gotta go.