 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
She'd just barely settled into her seat when Peggy came in with a tray of delectable looking Cinnamon rolls. She made note of those in order to grab one letter, before settling in. She'd brought a pad of paper and everything to take notes for the Quidditch world cup, but as Mr. Singh-Phora and Peggy began to speak, it was clear this was supposed to be some type of reward rather than decision making and lists of what needed to be done. Part of her thought it seemed a waste of their time.
But the competitive nature in her? Well, a scavenger hunt certainly sounded a challenge. And maybe in her attempts to complete it, she could meet some of her other coworkers in different departments.
The comment about having worn their walking shoes had her glancing down at her stilettos. She'd been expecting to complete paperwork today rather than having to go out to see any teams, so she had dressed for fashion rather than comfort. A small disability for her, but not one that would be completely debilitating.
.... Was that it then? Were they dismissed or? "Is this the type of cooperative event where we are also being encouraged to work with someone from the International department?" It didn't seem like it, but best to be clear she supposed.
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