Jacob controlled the urge to roll his eyes as the impatient and stuttering man refused to accept the department's limitations. Even the most thick of wizards had to realize that solving the overall problem was more important than one man's entrance to a conference. Finding a way to just get him into Paris would do nothing for everyone else.

Jacob gathered his notes as Ms. Bass concluded the meeting. He nodded to her and Rico as he passed them. Rico seemed worried, and had Ms. Bass's full attention. Hoping whatever the stressful topic was could be more easily solved than the France fiasco, Jacob continued on his way out the door. Maybe he'd go for a walk with his notebook to mull things over, with a quite stop at the Leaky Cauldron for a mug of Earl Grey. After that, his mind would be completely and totally focused on France.