Harland had been used to reassignments being unexciting and done not so publicly, so wen Gidyun started handing out new positions right there in the middle of the conference room, Harland sat up a bit straighter. He might have been paying more attention in that moment than he ever had in any other meeting. Maybe he would get a promotion - a good promotion, one he was excited about and could change the world with like he had always dreamed - for once in his life.

His light eyes narrowed slightly in an intense but not threatening manner as he waited his turn, breath almost bated with anticipation. Harland was more than ready for his life to finally start.

His eyes narrowed at Gidyun when he welcomed the others and just nodded to him. So there was definitely a mutual dislike here. At least it wasn't just Charles. A small smirk played over Charles' lips when Dart came into the room acting all pompous. The man loved himself more than anything Charles had ever met and that was saying something. He had to look away when Gidyun refused to call Dart by his chosen nickname because he hoped Dart would insist. He really did.

Folding his hands as Harland came in too, he gave the man a nod of acknowledgement and then looked back to Gidyun as he spoke. No doubt he was going to start spouting some kind of thing about working together as a team and helping each out. Blech. He was surprised when he went straight into job changes, but never let it show. He just stared straight back at the man who was talking directly to him. His jaw set when he was told that two people would be doing six people's jobs.

He looked over at Layla, deciding he most definitely needed to talk to the woman about how they were going to do this. If she was also editor of the Daily Prophet, it meant she'd be busy elsewhere sometimes, right? Merlin, this was going to be complicated and he was going to be dead exhausted by this time next year. Charles, however, nodded to Gidyun to show he understood.

Eye brow raise.

Did that man say Dartanian? No. No. He had no privilege to call him by his first name. This was complete and utter disrespect and Dart believed what came around went around. So NO respect for this Mister thinking it was okay to not call him by that. "I zeid Le Keeng, Gityoon. Moozt I zpeek in French to you inzteed?" Smirk. See Dart could play at this game of no respect. heh. He'd show this man.

Meeeh. Shmeee. Job positions, yeah Dart was only half listening to this, because to be honest. He didn't care much. Work was work wherever you were, unless you were the boss. That was the best, because if you were all you did was pretend to work then laze around having others do everything for you. Smirk. Dart could totally picture himself there one day. Heck. He was already the boss in many cases.

SMIIIRK. Boss Leroy. or Boss Le King now those both sounded more perfect than ever to the Frenchie.

When Charles didn't respond, it took Gid a bit by surprise, but he wasn't about to question him and see how the man really felt about it. He'd made the decision to cut back on ambassadors, due to lack of people, and til another solution was found, Gid saw no other option!

Looking towards Dartanian when he spoke. Merlin, seriously? He was not going to call him Le King. "If you wish not to be called Dartanian, then it'll be Leroy or Mr. Leroy. And if you wish to speak French, feel free. I speak it myself, but I would hope you would give the respect of speaking English, so everyone in this room would understand you." Interesting man indeed! What was so important about 'Le King' that he'd use that rather than his own name. The fact that it sounded like he was being called a king?

"Mr. Leroy, you're position is going to change a bit as well. Your position now includes being an Undercover Buyer." Sliding a piece of paper across to him, this is what is entailed in your position. If you have any questions feel free to ask any time. "Harland." he said as he looked up at the man who had entered not long before.

"As a Social and Economic Council Member, you will also take on the position of a Magical Trade Personnel and Undercover Buyer" Passing him the same sheet of paper, for him to look over. "If you feel the two positions are a bit much, please do let me know and I'll see what I can do to lessen the workload for you."

OOC: Still feel free to play catch up!

Layla continued to jot notes down, putting a pointed LATEnext to the names of the persons who came in after the meeting had started.

Especially the man with the french accident..because that was what it was..or sounded like..a tragic accident. He got eyed up and down and he was JUDGED openly. He would be Mr.Dartenien or whatever he called himself until she learned his lastname...and then..he'd be Mr.Lastname.

The bridges on that one.

Her attention diverted back to the man who had been earlier. She was actually relieved to know that she would be working with him. He seemed to be the professional type. They would get on fine if things continued how they started. Mr. Taylor received a smile from her.

And Mr.Flynn..maybe she'd need to have a word with him just to get a bit of insight on this whole immigration officer business since he had some experience in it. He was late but she needed answers so she would over look that...for now.

Their department head was too nice. Layla had a thing or two she wanted to say to this man and perhaps the room would be excusing her french and not his.

"Considering the fact that you now work at the British Ministry Mr.Leroy..we'd appreciate English." No smile...just eyes.

Harland glanced over at Charles, surprised by his silence as he was sure Gidyun was as well. He was probably just a bit shocked as they all were of the enormous downsizing that was going on - luckily not in the manner that many were getting fired, but less people were to do more jobs instead of hiring more bodies. And being an ambassador to one country was hard enough, of that Harland was sure. But Charles was a seasoned albeit brilliant man, and he would surely excel anyway. He was someone whom Harland had looked up to since he first joined the department.

Harland's eyes shifted back to their new boss as he was addressed - and he inwardly groaned, though no sign of it reached his face. On one hand he was glad to have more work with which to keep busy (not to mention being sneaky was one of his specialties); on the other, he was going to be partially in the same field as Dart. That wasn't such a happy trade off.

Dart, however, was someone Harland felt he could mostly ignore besides being annoyed by the constant pestering accent he had which was bad enough already. Anyway, he could handle it. "Seeing as the council only meets twice a year - during which time I'm assuming the other position's duties would cease - I think I'm more than capable of handling the necessary research and negotiations for the council as well as adhering to the second position'sduties," Harland said to Gidyun with a slight nod. Unless he was found out and killed, of course. Then he would probably have to miss a council session.

Quinn looked curiously at the mutual glaring happening all over the room. She was going to ask if there was any way they could turn a fan on or something, for some reason she was warm.

Or maybe she was just still nervous. She glanced at the other employees not involved yet. She wanted to make sure the glarey people didn't starve themselves staring.

Nodding as Harland spoke, Gid agreed "And if there is a problem, feel free to let me know. We can always arrange something. I'll make sure to keep up with the meetings, so that those don't interfere in any way for you."

An amused look appeared when Layla also spoke up in regards to the speaking English. Indeed, the man appeared to need to be put in his place!

"Finally on the subject of position changes, we now have 3 Immigration Officers: Quinn, Layla and Elizabeth. All three of you are new to the position, so if you have problems, feel free to come to me. Harland, I know you have been an officer in the past as well, so if you wouldn't mind them asking for assistance from you as well, that would be wonderful." Glancing towards Harland when he'd spoken, he passed out the sheets as well. "There has been some changes within this position. Additions as you might say. We are now encouraging you to help new transferees to the British ministry to get situated in their new country. I will pass on the names of the new transferees in the different levels, as soon as I get them from other departments. You will note, it includes ensuring that they have a home and are adjusting alright."

Looking around at the table as a whole, "A few final orders of business is we just received an order of 'anti-burglar buzzers'. We no longer have Magical Product Testers, the few we had are out on personal leave. I'd like each of you when you get a chance to test them out. Find that they are in working order, and any that aren't, are put to the side for us to ship back."

Taking a drink from his coffee mug, he glanced at his notepad "And lastly, level 9 is looking for anyone who might be interested in volunteering. There is a notice on the bulletin board, you will need to contact Isobel Ferguson if you're interested."

OOCHave fun with the anti-burglar buzzers! Find broken ones, play pranks on co-workers, what have you! Even Gidyun would love to have pranks done if you wish!

Contact RachieRu if you are interested in volunteering to test the amortentia!

Elizabeth glanced up when the boss said her name. She raised an eyebrow. I am an immigration officer now? I could always talk to Nicole about that... Eliza glanced over the sheet. She glanced up at the product testers and then back down at the paper. She glanced around at her fellow Immigration officers then to Harland... that was the funny guy with the beach thing... Eliza silently chuckled as she remembered that.

Harland's gaze had strayed a moment, but was back on Gidyun as he was addressed once more. He nodded to the man boss with a small smile and light, "Of course." He settled back into his chair when he was sure he was done being addressed individually and listened semi-attentively to the rest of the meeting, seeing as he had already received a memo that morning about the anti-burglar buzzers.

And, yes, he'd seen the bulletin board too. Ahhh, but should he do it? Harland glanced around the room and caught Elizabeth looking at him, seemingly amused. He raised a dark eyebrow before turning his attention back to Gidyun in case he made any closing remarks. Well, he should probably check a few of the buzzers before lunch if he wanted that to himself.

A pair of chocolate brown eyes turned to Dart once more when he started getting snappy with Gid and he threw the man a look of warning. Dart didn't know who Gidyun was married to, and should anything go completely wrong... well, he liked Dart as an able employee. Shifting a little in his seat to get comfortable, he picked up his quill and started to write for his own benefit. He glanced up only for the job naming and nodded to Harland when he was given his job too. He liked Harland, he was a likeable man who had his head on straight.

When he received a smile from Layla, he responded with a polite nod. Charles didn't smile at people, it was far too informal and he had no one he would want to share informalities with. Elizabeth was a friend and knew him better than others, but there was still a line there. His eyes narrowed a little at Gidyun's assumption that people were okay with being called their first names and he wrote another thing down on his notepad.

His jaw tensed again when Gidyun started talking about them all doubling up as Magical Product Testers too. Really? Didn't everyone here have enough work to get the skin off their noses? He was very close to asking what Gidyun would be doing apart from sitting in his office as the high and mighty. He frowned when the volunteering was mentioned. No, he most definitely would not be volunteering for that. He'd already read the notice and decided it was not for him. His attention was still wholly on Gidyun, though he felt the man hadn't earnt it, and he waited to be dismissed so he could properly greet Layla, and find out whether he was to call her Miss, Ms, or Mrs. Dacosta-McLaughlin did sound like a hyphenated name, though, so he was leaning toward Mrs.

Looking around at his team, Gid gave them a last smile and stood up. "If there's no other questions, you're dismissed. Feel free to poke your head into my office if you have any problems or questions. Or need help with anything." He hoped that the changes he'd made were reasonable and if they weren't well, he'd look into a few more changes. But for now he was willing to see how things would go.

OOC Feel free to ask any more questions if you have any for Gid, or RP leaving. I'll be closing the thread in 24 hours

Go and have some fun!

Quinn grinned.

"Thanks for the meeting," she said, shaking Gidyun's hand because it felt right. She turned around and started to leave the room. She nodded and smiled at the other employees, and felt satisfied with the department.

For now, at least.

Giving Quinn a smile and shaking her hand as well he moved to follow the rest of his team out of the conference room and closed the door behind them.

Layla clicked into the conference room, glowing. It had a lot to do with the fact that she was well rested and had been home for a good two months but also she was expecting and would be showing quite a bit if she hadn't charmed her clothes to hide her baby bump a bit. Second child and she was just as excited as she was for the first and even more surprised mind you, but excited none the less.

She was surprised when she entered the conference room and realized that she was the first one there. Well..it gave her some time to get her thoughts in order. It would most certainly be a very busy year for them.

Entering the conference room, Gid moved to take a seat and spotted Layla there already. "Good morning Layla." he said brightly "You're looking well." For the first time in months he didn't collapse into the chair that he pulled out to sit down on. He did have his typical large mug of coffee, but Dan and Willow had had Emma with them last night, with the orientation ball and all. She'd been all smiles and giggles when she'd seen Becca and him that morning though!

Taking a sip of coffee he sat back ignoring the folder he had set on the table.

Striding into the conference room, Charles placed his notes on the desk and greeted Layla with a polite bow. He gave Gidyun a glance and sat down. He wasn't late, he just wasn't the first to be on time. He was hoping to find Tasha today and enquire about Scotland. She'd seemed to want to tell him, but not in that place. Perfectl understandable.

Layla looked up when the conference room door opened and smiled at her boss as he walked in. She was looking well because she was doing well. Pregnancy glow they called it right?

"Good morning Gidyun. Thank you, that is because I am well. You look good too." She went back to reading over the notes in front of her.

Charles' bow was returned with a bow of her own and she checked the time as he sat. Still early times yet but she was hoping for the whole lot to join them so they could start early and finish early. It was busy times yet.

Quinn walked into the conference room, coffee in hand. She was excited - it was her second time already! She walked up to the other people in the room.

"Hi! How are you?"

Smirking slightly he shook his head. He'd been aware of Becca's catching Charles for just a moment back at orientation, and it had amused him to no end. He just sipped some from his coffee mug not even commenting on the man entering. "Thank you." he said with a smile to Layla at her comment. "Good morning Quinn." he said brightly.

They were all there basically now, just missing Elizabeth, but he wasn't sure if she was coming or not. BUT at the moment really they only had three Ministry employees needing to be taken care of. So maybe this was for the best? "Alright, this meeting is in regards to some employees who have been transferred or moved from out of the country, and we have three employees that are in need of our services. Charles, I figured you might be a good person to help with this, with regard to the many languages you speak as well as your knowledge of American customs."

Pulling the three papers from his folder, "I have Javier Vargas from MLE, Claire Fayard from Accidents & Catastrophes, and Chelsea J. Winnington-Mae from Magical Creatures."

OOC:
Potterlocked Javier Vargas - America - MLE
starlight617 Claire Fayard - American Ministry - A&C
D.A Forever Chelsea J. Winnington-Mae - Romania - Creatures

When Quinn walked into the conference room, Charles looked to her and greeted her with a nod. He knew Gidyun had a job for them, so he was hoping that the man would just skip the small talk and explain. His eyes finally lifted when Gidyun spoke and he nodded when it was all explained. "I can do that." Nodding, he reached over for the papers, took them when Gidyun relinquished them and looked over them.

"I believe that the two American people will be easier for Layla and Quinn to take. I can take the Romanian lady - If Romanian is her first language, then it may be a little more difficult for her to communicate. I'd like to be able to help her any way I can." he explained his reasoning.

Elizabeth walked in and sighed, mouthing sorry to her boss before sitting down to focus on what he said. She messed with a loose brown curl and nodded to Charles.

Layla's head was down scribbling things as the department head spoke. It was funny to her, how she'd be the one having someone assigned to her when for month she was the one getting someone assigned to her when she was away in the other magical lands..

But wait what?

"The Americans?" There was a slight frown. "I'm not exactly looking for easier..but sure I'll take the American."

Looking towards Charles as he took a look at the papers, Gidyun nodded when he explained why it was he was choosing the Romanian woman, rather than the two Americans. He understood the reasoning behind it, it'd be easier with languages, being Charles spoke over a dozen already. "Excellent, I was leaning towards having your help making sure she's is situated alright."

Looking up as Elizabeth walked in he gave her a smile and brief nod. "We have 3 new ministry employees whom we are trying to ensure that the three of them are situated alright in their new positions and learn about Britain, helping them in any way that we can, to make their transition better and easier."

Whoops! He was sure Charles hadn't meant for her to take offense on his comment, "I don't think Charles meant easier exactly, but with Charles being fluent in over 12 languages, I think he's thinking along the right lines of her being a bit more comfortable. Especially if English isn't her first language." If Layla really was fussed, maybe she'd like to work together with Charles with Ms. Winnington-Mae?

Nodding to Elizabeth, Charles focused on Layla when she spoke up. He frowned at how she'd taken his words, but Gidyun jumped to his defence, saying exactly what he'd been about to say, too. Nodding in agreement with the man, he focused on Layla completely. He hadn't meant to make it seem like she couldn't do the job, it was just easier all around unless Layla spoke Romanian. If she did, he'd happily let her help the woman get settled.