The beauty of being the Junior Undersecretary is that, whenever you need to attend to a meeting in the conference room, it's just one door away.... Zach opened the door to the conference room as he was affixing his signature to some documents on a hovering clipboard.

As he look up, he saw familiar faces and new one. He listened to the lady as she introduced herself as the new assistant to the Senior Undersecretary before acknowledging them.

"Good day, Mr. Undersecretary. How are you today?" he then looked at the Personal Assistant and said "I am Zach McMillan, its a pleasure to meet you." extending his hand to her. He should get use to the assistants because they are like the extended shadows of the boss.

He then turned to Mr. Neves and said "How are you Mr. Neves. Nice..." he said pausing for a little while and then saying, "Haircut?" squinting as if seeing something that is not different with the guy.

He then moved towards the cart and poured himself some steamy, and not so pleasant coffee.

Tabitha entered the Conference Room, carrying a notebook and quill. "Hello, everyone. I'm Tabitha Stephens, the new Ministry Events Coordinator. I hope you are all doing well,"

She then walked over to the cart and poured herself a cup of coffee. She took a small sip and slightly scalded her tongue. She decided right then and there that she'll let her drink cool down.

There had been a bit of a fight getting Jemma ready to go that morning, especially since she’d found out that she not only wasn’t going to get to go see her daddy again that morning but couldn’t bring the toy bow and arrows he’d gotten her with her to the day care center at the Ministry. Instead, Amethyst had let her bring the Parker-bear, and that had appeased her two-year-old long enough to get her situated at the day care and allow Amethyst to make her way to Level One. Luckily, she didn’t appear to be late. She wasn’t about to make excuses on her first day, after all, just because of a tantrum. That was over and now she was here. Now it was time to shed her mother self and access her professional self. She still was slightly worried that it would have been difficult getting that back, especially given the difference in expectations from the last time she’d worked.

Seeing Lara sitting over near a man she could only assume was Mr. Isaacs, verified as she’d heard another man refer to him as Mr. Undersecretary, she’d given the girl a smile. They hadn’t been able to do any exploring as of yet, but at least they’d both made it to the office without too much trouble. Going over to the coffee cart, she poured herself a cup quietly before she dealt with any other greetings. Not to mention introductions. She hadn’t thought her choices at the orientation had been ill-advised, yet it was becoming even clearer now that she hardly knew anyone. “Good morning,” she said simply, the still-rather-new hint of a Scottish lilt present in her voice. She wouldn’t bother to say much more unless it was asked of her, for now. Instead, she sipped the coffee in her hands. There must have been more people yet to arrive anyhow. She doubted there were only five employees working on this level.

Tiffany had spent some extra minutes getting ready in the morning- more than her usual hour and a half- in order to perfect her look for the day. She was going to be meeting lots of new people and first impressions were always very important. In fact, she'd even say that they were everything. So of course, she had to look her absolute best, which actually wasn't that hard. Ahem.

So what if she wasn't here 8 am sharp exactly... What really mattered was that she looked great AND it was only a couple of minutes past 8 so no harm done. A couple of minutes or her hair? Obviously her hair won every single time, so no use in even asking anymore. Right, anyways. Take long strides in her heels, she made her way towards the conference room. Stopping right in front of the door, she applied another light layer of lipstick. Tiffany smacked her lips together one last time- to make sure it was evenly colored- and then walked through the door with a smile.

Normally she'd be paying attention to the outfits, not the faces. But today she was meeting new people, on her department none-the-less, so she had to play nice. Well, for now. Right. First she walked towards Mr. Isaacs, Mr. Senior Undersecretary himself. "Good morning, Mr. Isaacs," she said offering a smile, "Hope you've been doing well."

Seeing everyone taking cups of coffee, Tiffany couldn't resist. Again with the light clicking of her heels, she walked over to the table and poured herself some tea. Reaching over, she grabbed precisely two packets of sugar and then filled just about a fourth of her cup with milk. Perfect. Now, where to-- So many new faces? Looking around she gave each one a smile. She was playing nice today.

Deciding that she couldn't stand in these shoes for any longer, she quickly made her way over to sit down next to a man whom she hadn't formally introduced herself to, ever (João). Merlin, was he already taking notes? Tiffany quickly reached for her bag and pulled out some elegant stationary and a felt tip pen. There. Now she looked just as good, if not better. Neatly setting her small purse onto the table, she looked over at the... unhappy(?) looking man beside her, "Tiffany Price," she held out her hand, 'cause that's what professionals did right? "I don't think we've ever had the chance to introduce ourselves?" though she could've sworn she'd seen him around before. Merlin, speaking all professionally was a lot more constraining than anyone could possibly imagine.

Ah, Mr. Isaacs.

"Good morning, sir," he greeted and he nodded formally, "It is, yes." It wasn't cut, but no one had to know that part.

Coffee? "Thank you, sir. I'll pass." He was as awake as he would get, and he was used to Brazilian coffee. This one was blegh.

Oh. Wasn't that a pretty girl, now? João chuckled dryly mentally. "João Neves," he replied, "old PA." So, they would be working together too. Good to know. He needed friends. He had been lonely for too long. Her eager manner annoyed him a little, but he'd let her do the boring stuff.

Ah. "Mr. McMillan." He nodded at him too. "Haircut, yes." He would have smiled, but he didn't want to offend the man, because it would look forced. He certainly wasn't the happiest soul in the room, but he would be the most hardworking.

"Ms. Stephens." Another potential friend. João mentally scolded himself. "João Neves, minister's assitant." Nice to meet you.

Ah, another pretty woman. Well, this was splendid. João wanted to be friends with all of them. He shook her hand and smiled a little.

"We haven't, no. I'm João Neves."

Now, the meeting?

Ezra paused to check his reflection in the face of his watch before entering the room. He adjusted his already-straight tie and smoothed his hair one last time before plastering his most official smile on his face and and walking through the door. Yes, yes. He had arrived.

He glanced down at his watch again to ensure he wasn't tardy, and slid into a seat next to a woman (Tiffany) he recognized but had not been formally introduced to. Employee of the month, yes? "Good morning, I don't think we've officially met." He reached to shake her hand, taking note of the perfection of her lipstick, and flashed her a smile that showed all of his pearly white teeth. "Ezra Bellamy, Media Liason."

Surveying the rest of the room, he noticed Mr. Isaacs and gave him a curt nod and a "Good morning, sir." Ezra straightened his tie one last time before lacing his fingers together and placing his hands on the table. He was ready. They could start now.

Good to know he hadn't been imagining things on that haircut. Observation was one of the several skills he honed in his years as a Potioneer and he liked to think he paid enough attention to his employees--especially after the Healer fiasco. Gavin could tell when his employees were off the deep end headed to the loony bin and so far, they were JUST FINE. "It's a nice look. Very neat for the Profession." He commented as he took his seat seeing as the young man didn't want any coffee.

The moment he sat he saw his life flash before his eyes in high definition at the sudden appearance of his PA. The man was startled enough to spill a bit of his coffee before composing himself. "No, thank you Miss Black, I took everything with me--will you please refrain from doing that?" He wouldn't have said anything about her eager demeanor but for the fact he didn't think his heart could take it much longer. Merlin

"Doing just fine, Mr. McMillan, and you? How was the winter for you?" He greeted the man who's work he'd always been thoroughly pleased with to say the least. Good man he was. "Ms. Stephens, Ms. McCrae, welcome. I hope you didn't have too much trouble with the lifts this morning." They could be a bit daunting for new comers, taking you places you didn't wanna know existed. He should know.

.....And there was Ms. Pryce...click clacking in as usual but well put together way. It was hardly worth noting the somewhat late arrival, not when she looked so ready for the day. He gave a nod to her and a "Good morning.'" Before his attention was grabbed by yet another employee entering. "Mr. Bellamy, good to see you."

With that, Gavin took another glance down at his watch before deciding they wouldn't be waiting around any longer. Anyone else to show up would receive a scowl of disapproval and the task of catching up on their own. "I think it's time we got this meeting underway." He said, clearing his throat. "We'll start by welcoming our new employees, Ms. Black, Ms. McCrae and Ms. Stephens and I feel you should all be aware we will be expecting a busy year this time around, one full of changes, even moreso than the previous one." In case any of them were wondering. "Before we get any further, are there any concerns anyone would like to air?"

The Minister wasn't late. He dreaded the small talk, even if he actually enjoyed the employees in his office, and so he was happy to slip in at the last minute and take a seat at the end of the table opposite Gavin. The trusty right hand man. Well able to handle this meeting without direct interference from anyone, even the Minister of Magic.

He didn't say a word, just waved his hand at Gavin to continue. As always, Albert had a few words to say, but he could wait until the end.

João was glad Gavin liked his new hair, because he sure hated it. It reminded him of her and her crazy brother. He hoped no one would get used to it, because he wouldn't have it this short every again.

He nodded at the new faces as they were mentioned, and shook his head to say he didn't have any concerns.

Oh, he sure nodded at the man who was his boss. The minister.

Tiffany was almost disappointed when Mr. Senior Undersecretary didn’t say anything, but a casually ‘good morning’, but of course he was a pretty busy man. So really she wasn’t that disappointed, there’d be plenty of time to speak with him later. But it was kind of strange, considering how during her first welcome meeting, they all got to know each other before starting the whole meeting thing. But maybe it’s because she got special treatment. Wouldn’t have been the first time actually. So instead of saying anything more, she smiled at the man and readjusted her skirt.

Smiling at the man next to her, she nodded politely when he introduced himself. João? That was… an interesting name… No. No. She wasn’t going to judge him for it. She was beyond that. Ahem. He was in her department, they were going to be friends. She didn’t even really know him yet, so no. She couldn’t. No snap judgements. Not today, she was playing nice. ”Well, it’s very nice to meet you, João.”

Before she could say anything more to the man, someone else had caught her attention. Someone else who was happening to be walking towards her now. As if by instinct, she tried to straighten her back, of course she was already sitting straight, and ran a hand through her hair. She quickly caught herself in the act, however, and mentally scolded herself and forced her gaze upon the pretty stationary she had laid out on the table. Was he looking at her? Ahem. What the heck was going on with her today? Ahem.

“Good morning,” AND merlin, that smile. Ezra, she’d have to commit that to memory. The others too, but she had a feeling that she’d be speaking to this one more than some of the others. Hold on, no. What the heck was she even thinking. No. She just— no. She didn’t chase. Right. Ahem. Ezra, Media Liaison. Great. Perfect. “Tiffany Price, Advisor,” her voice was a lot softer than normal and there was a slight hint of pink making way unto her cheeks as she met his hand with her own. And his tie, could everyone take a moment of silence to just admire the fashion sense that this department was graced with at the moment. Merlin, Tiffany had always thought that she was the most fashion forward employee in this— No, she still was. Looking back at the stationary now, thank-you-very-much.

Her attention was back on Mr. Isaacs, well most of it was anyways. Save a few side glances at the others around the table. Some got more side glances than others. Not that she was counting. But more changes, what was he going on about? Tiffany wanted to ask, but then she figured he’d probably answer soon enough anyways. She did, however, look around the table again to see if anyone else had questions. And that’s when she noticed the Minister! When did he get here?! She smiled politely at him and made a mental note to get a word in with him some time soon. She never backed down from a chance to speak to the Minister of Magic himself. She was in a pretty brag worthy position, so she had to use every ounce of opportunity she could possibly muster. It was a must. And she needed something else to boast about because her shoes were a whole two days old!! That was like, hardly in season now! Couldn’t go on bragging about those anymore. Merlin, she needed to go shopping again. She was starting to have withdrawals.

Ha. ....... ha ha. Hah. Ha.

Coul was always late.

Slipping into the conference room, the boy looked around, keeping at the back of the pack. He didn't get it. Was anyone else here in his proper department? Or were they all where they were supposed to be? Couldn't he just.... go downstairs...... where all the food was being served or whatever..... and learn whatever he needed to and be done? Did he actually have to talk to people? To be around them? Oh, the horror.

....................

Wait.

Was he supposed to feed all of these people? The realization struck him harder than a brick wall .......Welp. He dug around his jacket pockets, locating the protein bar he always kept on hand, and..... discreetly tossed it on the table.

Good enough.

Lara took the man's hand and shook it with a polite smile. Junior undersecretary. He was an important one here and one she was likely to be working closely with, delivering messages and running errands and all kind of things. "Nice to meet you, Mister McMillan," She nodded at him.


Oh, a fellow PA. The minister's no doubt since she knew that Isaacs did not have more than one assistant. But it also meant that she and Mister Neves would be working together. He looked like a decent guy, she knew she could endure all kinds of people but it seemed that so far she did not have to. Nice environment to work in. "Pleasure meeting you," She nodded at him.

Her face lit up when she saw Amethyst. It felt really nice to see a familiar and friendly face. Lara was very grateful for the coincidence that got the two ladies to meet before. She felt she could find a friend in Amethyst. "Good morning," She replied cheerfully.


Do what? She was doing her job exactly. Was she over-doing it? Naaah. Can't be it. But maybe, just maybe she forgot to announce her presence. Next time she was going to cough. Or simply clear her throat. Since her boss turned out to be a jumpy man. Wouldn't have guessed him to be but eh, looks could be deceiving.

Oh, and the man SPILL coffee. Lara's wand was out in a second. A little wave and a non-verbal spell did the trick. The man did not have to do anything except talk now. She was on everything.

And meeting started. Lara sat straight and noted all the names of the people who entered offering polite smiles and nods. When her name was mentioned she straightened just a tiny bit more. That was her. And since she did not have anything to say she remained quiet waiting to see if someone else had anything in mind to share.

And the minister was here. Lara always thought that the first time in which she would meet the Minister of Magic it would be a big deal and some fancy occasion. Except it was neither. The man just casually slipped in and seated himself without so much as a word. No one from the returning employees seemed to find it surprising which meant that it was a normal thing for Mister Kettleburn. Noted. She could easily adapt and learn the habits as to not be surprised or alarmed.

Ezra cocked an eyebrow and gave the woman a half smile, just large enough to show off his dimples, as she introduced herself. Tiffany, what a nice name. Ahem, this was the part where he answered, yes? Yes. "Pleasure to meet you, Tiffany." And it was. His blue eyes travelled over her outfit, and he found himself nodding appreciatively. Yes, this one had a fashion sense. Maybe even ALMOST as high end as his, if that was even possible. Speaking of which, he glanced back at his reflection in the face of his watch and, after ensuring that his hair had maintained its perfect placement, turned to face the rest of the table. And Tiffany got a nice view of his profile. Perfect. As always.

Ezra sat up straighter in his chair as Mr. Isaacs began to speak. He looked around, nodding at each new employee mentioned, when he spotted the Minister had arrived. When had he gotten here? Sitting up even straighter than before, Ezra clasped his hands in front of him on the table. No, he would not straighten his tie. No, no he would not.

It was a good thing he'd held off on beginning the matters to be discussed this time around. The Minister had arrived at his normal time which always seemed to be right before he began talking and the man couldn't help but think it was well timed. If only he could show up just when he was needed and not a moment before but no, they couldn't bother get away with it.

He wouldn't have stopped the meeting at the man's entrance, as he never did, but his train of thought paused at the entrance of yet another employee. This one late and not exactly from this level. He'd pretend the boy had walked all the way to the atrium before remembering and making his way back here. Just because. "Good of you to join us." And a somewhat pointed look, saying he hoped it wouldn't happen again.

"Er...thank you Ms. Black." For rushing the to the rescue of his suit he supposed. On spot, wasn't she? This was going to be a long year.

"Right, onto the matters at hand. With the entrance of Mr. Bradshaw I feel we'll start with the matter of the Sepcialty Area being broken down. Some of it's division have now become a part of Level one. Areas such as Ministry Reception, the Daycare and the Food Court now fall under this jurisdiction so in some sense of the word I'll ask you to greet your new colleagues when you've got some time." They'd head to the Daycare or the Food Court at some point, yes?

"And onto the next matter, I actually believe the Minister has his own announcement." Eyes swept across the table to the Minister of Magic himself. This was his news.

"I do," Albert studied the backs of his hands for a long moment while he gathered his thoughts. He knew most of the faces in the room already, but it was quite nice to see a few new ones sprinkled in the crowd. He'd have a whole year to get to know them... and get them ready to support their next boss.

"I haven't announced it outside these walls yet, but I wanted to let you lot know first... I've decided that this is my last year serving as Minister. It's been a wonderful experience, and I'm quite pleased with all we've accomplished during my tenure. I hope we'll spend this next year getting this office into tip top shape for my successor. Thank you all for your past and future efforts."

Tabitha made a note to herself to get to know her fellow colleagues at some point. When Mr Issacs said that the Minister had his own announcement, Tabitha turned her full attention to the Minister.

Tabitha didn't know how to feel because being new to this country and Ministry, she was not familiar with past conduct of the Minister of Magic. What she did know was that she was going to do her utmost to make Minister Kettleburn's final year a good one. She raised her hand.

"Well, Minister, I look forward to getting to know you and I wish you all the best in future endeavours. I think at the end of the year a celebration of your time as Minister should be organised but that should be discussed at a later date."

João made a mental note to be friendly to everyone and make ACTUAL friends. He also noted down all the names and focused solely on Mr. Isaacs.

...did this mean there would be kids running around? João didn't like the sound of that, but what could he say? He simply nodded subtly once. Of course he'd greet his new colleagues to know which one was in charge of daycare and stay away from them.

And the minister... say what?

Well. João could only hope the next one would be just as good, and smiled politely at the man.

"I wish you a pleasant future life, Minister." It really had been a pleasure for this Brazilian.

Ezra nodded in response to Mr. Isaac's announcement and made a mental note to stop by the new areas. More co-workers would never be a problem for him. He smiled at the department head before turning to face the Minister, eager to hear his announcement.

Last year as minister? Arranging his face into a look of respect and sadness, Ezra leaned forward slightly and said, "Best of luck to you, Minister. You will be sorely missed." He gave the Minister a polite smile and sat up straight again, keeping his fingers interlaced. He considered asking when the election for a new minister would be, but the media liaison restrained himself. Surely a man of HIS position would find that out sooner rather than later.

Tiffany almost felt her heart skip a beat at the sight of his dimples— no. She was in a professional setting being totally professional and now. If anything, Ezra’s heart should be skipping a beat. So right on cue, she softly bit her lower lip and gave him a small smile as well. There. Now ahem, the meeting. That’s why she was here. Right. Not to get into some sort of competition with some, ahem, some guy within the same department. There’d be other chances for that. Ahem. Right, she put her fullest, sort of, attention back to Mr. Isaacs.

Still sparing occasional glances to the others. Like the two men beside her. Just to see how they were reacting, nothing more. And don’t think she missed that traveling glance, Ezra. Was he checking her out? Of course he was, it wasn’t unusual… Happened all the time back at Witch Weekly, or at least on her way to the HQ. After noticing that he turned away, through her peripheral vision, she casually flicked her eyes over to him. Merlin, how’d he keep his hair so perfect? Automatically, she felt one hand make it’s way to her own hair, trying to make sure that it was kept neat as well. Probably not as crisp as his, but it was a valiant effort (and a generous amount of ‘No-Tangles-No-Problem’).

So it wasn’t really surprising that she missed the portion about the specialty areas. If she had heard they were bringing in a daycare, she would’ve flipped. If there was one thing that got on Tiffany’s nerves more than the rest, it was babies. They were the worst. Ugh. All they did was cry and get stains on your new Louis Vuitton special editions. What a travesty!! Total outrage. Children were clearly the work of someone totally evil, like Voldemort- NO worse! Like the creators of tube socks and hair scrunchies! But uh, thank Merlin that she wouldn’t have to work for the daycare, right?… That wasn’t an Advisor’s job… Right?

But of course when the Minister spoke again, her head turned to him immediately. In fact, he was probably one of the people she would listen to in any situation here. The Under Secretary had her respect too, but the Minister, well he was THE guy, you know? Always important to keep him impressed. She waited somewhat impatiently- Minister of Magic or not, her time was precious- and smiled a little when he finally spoke. Of course they would be the first to know. The were only the MOST important people in this entire building. Well, maybe not the others, but Tiffany was certainly among them. She just knew. But then, as if she had just witnessed the death of Coco herself. It was tragic. He was… Leaving? ”What?!” and no sooner had the words left her mouth that she slapped a hand over it. Oops.

It’s just that he was such a cool Minister. Not like what you would imagine and she had only worked under him for a year!! What if the next one was horrible and rude and didn’t even have a sense of style!? No. That was the worst case. Fashion first. That had to be a requirement on the application or something. Had to. But still. ”I mean, like the others said, it’s truly been a pleasure and this year will be the best one yet, we won’t let you down,” Totally recovered.

Zach smiled as he was acknowledged by his superior. "Had to go back to Australia to visit the parents. So" he said as he took a sip off his coffee, "You can say that I have migrated for a while, missed the bitter cold." he continued.

He then took a seat right near the end of the table opposite the Senior Undersecretary. He looked around to try and figure out where the Minister is, but as he looked to his right there he was sitting at the sole spot at the end. He smiled at him and gestured a Good Morning.

He then listened as gavin mentioned the disbandment of the Specialty Area, which is now going to be part of Level One. Which is not a new for Zach.

He then looked as the Minister told everybody about his retirement from politics. Which confirmed the rumours that he heard long time ago. He cleared his throat and said, "Will you completely be out of the political scene, or will consider being a Political Adviser?"

Heather just sat silently observing her hands folded over her stomach. She nodded hi as some people came in and she made a few acknowledgements to the faces she recognized. She wasn't feeling sociable just sick. Oh, the woes of being with child. Hopefully it would all fade just as fast as it came. She looked around once more and the meeting began. Still not a word spoken by the older witch.

Oh! Specialty Area break down. Interesting, very interesting. She looked at the newer faces and nodded, still, very interesting indeed. But she made note to actually greet people later because, as stated, the minister had something to say.

Last year. Oh. Well, these things do happen, yes? "Like all the ones have said before me, you will be missed and we will all pull together and do our best." Yes, their very best.

Lara was taking notes of names, faces and words. Mental notes of course, else it would be very weird and that was not how she rolled. The blond was glad that she managed to save her boss's suit and hoped that that sent a message that she was capable of many things. She was looking forwards to her very first real and important mission aside from the normal errands she knew she would be assigned. She was no stranger to the job.

At the Minister's announcement, she wondered if she should say anything despite not really knowing the man personally before. But since he was the minister of her country's ministry and she was familiar with politics despite not having been here, she figured a couple of words would not hurt. "Your contributions are to be remembered always. You'll be missed, sir," She nodded politely. Not to be sappy and all. They were all professionals here and no time or place for emotions.

Gavin paused a few moments after the Minister had said all he had to, for those who felt they should need to give input and best wishes before giving a polite clearing of his throat to call some order once more. "Ms. Stephens gave the excellent idea for an end of year celebration and it's something we'll look into, but for now, a few more pressing issues."

He paused, going through the stack of papers set before him.

"As you all know and expect, we'll be calling for an election. This leaves us in a very tight crunch this year unless we handle it efficiently. I'll need my Media Liaisons keeping the vultures in check." And he might have been referring to one Reporter especially but to remain on the politically correct side, he named no names Jorge. "My Event Coordinator will need to keep abreast with all the planning that will need to be put into this election as well."

And did he have to mention how busy the PA's would suddenly become as a result of their bosses now being extremely busy getting everything in motion. Somehow it seemed to go without saying--for him at atleast but he gave each of them a brief look just in case.

"With a new Minister, it might be time to revise some of the legislation we have in place. Ministry Advisors and Junior Undersecretary, don't be surprized to find yourself interacting with me a little more often til we can get it sorted. The aim is to have the process run as smoothly as possible."

There was another pause as he scanned down the list he had. "Secretaries will need to be working closely with the Events Coordinator," yes, even the Supervisor, "as we'll be needing a lot of hands on deck. Are we all clear with this?"

It was going to be a very busy year for Tabitha but she was determined to do her job well. She wrote down some notes about events happening in the not too distant future.

SPOILER!!: Events Notes

Election: New Minister of Magic
Need to plan events surrounding election.
Interaction with Secretaries

"I will be only too happy to work closely with anyone regarding the election and of course, any other Ministry events," Tabitha informed the room.

Aaaaaand back to official business.

And then it hit her. The Minister leaving would mean so. much. work.

As each job task was mentioned, Tiffany carefully listened to her own. Each time she got even more disappointed. Media Liasions ugh, who cares? Even Coordinator.... Whatever. Then finally, Ministry Advisors. This is what she really cared about. Perking her head up a little at the mention, she kicked one foot over the other and crossed her legs under the table. ... Wait, that was it? They just had to be in even more strict correspondence with the Senior and Junior undersecretaries? Well, that was easy.

She noticed another woman taking notes and looked down at her own beautiful stationary. She couldn't have anyone showing her up! So Tiffany started taking notes too, except her notes were in the form of pictures--er doodles to be exact. But, just as effective. Ahem. Right. "Yes, Sir," she nodded and looked up at her boss in response to the question, then naturally went back to the note taking-- ahem, doodling. But no one had to know. Just like those shoes she bought for 50% off. For all anyone knew, Tiffany had bought those full price. Somethings are better left unknown.