Jamie looked at the debris, and nodded along to those who were speaking about hurricane's and stuff. It certainly did look like a hurricane had hit the office.

Shame. He had never got to pick out a desk.

... Seems like he could pick one out now though. He glanced at the Division Heads. "Hey..erm..do I just take any desk?" He asked uncertainly. He didn't want to take someone's desk, so best to ask.

Jamie pulled out his wand, and flicked it; the sheets of paper surrounding him and the desk he was closest to fell into three neat piles. He grinned at his handywork. He directed his wand at a broken chair, muttered "Reparo." and it zoomed back to its original state. Hey, he wasn't bad at this fixing malarky.