 Yeahhh, Mr White! Yeah science!
The impeccably groomed form of Edward Sean Moon paused outside the Daily Prophet offices to drain the last dregs of coffee from the cheap Styrofoam cup. Discarding it in a nearby bin, he popped a breath mint in his mouth, straightened his tie and took a breath to calm the first day nerves. He hid them well - to the onlooker he was a vision of tall, dark, smoldering calm.
He opened the door and walked in, taking a moment to look around at the plush surroundings and to glance at a map of the building on the wall.
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