Tristan sighed at his new boss' so called comment. This was a bad start, but there was nothing he could do. She reminded him of the groundskeeper when he attended Hogwarts. Mr Shnieder...The man was like a grumpy blast-ended skrewt.

As he was about to shut the door, another woman stood up and she seemed alot happier than the woman sitting behind the desk.
"Uh, hello" he nodded. Tristan was about to respond when he suddenly had a cup handed to him and was steered out of the office.

This woman, who he had no idea was called, could atleast help him get settled. He hoped.
"Thankyou. My name is Tristan Carwyn..." he said looking around to where he was being led.