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Martel D'Isigny 
Martel, like any man, had an appetite. He just happened to think there was a time and a place for eating and meetings with cookies offered by kindly old ladies was not that place. He hadn't missed the looks Gina had sent him either, but that was neither here nor there. She was no threat, no concern. Perhaps he'd speak to her later.
Perhaps.
for now though, Martel found the cafeteria sat down at an empty table with a plate of food.
Ministry food here was, he could tell already just by looking, not as good as that provided in France.
Erica didn't get hungry that often, and she wasn't particularly hungry right now either. But once again something was drawing her towards the Ministry's cafeteria. Besides it was somewhere she hadn't actually explored yet so she might as well of taken a look.
Her eyes widened however as she walked on in and saw who was sat at one of the tables. That was Martel right? From the meeting? Erica's eyes were instantly drawn so she walked on over. A little apprehensively albeit, but still, if the Minister trusted him, so did she.
"Hello" the Blonde smiled as she approached, rubbish greeting she knew but what else was there to say to someone you hardly knew.