Iain smiled at the three employee's and nodded. "I'm afraid that the division is mostly researching information at the moment. However, we will know more nect week after the Department meeting between Li-- Miss Hayman, and the Division Heads." He smiled at them.

"We are needed in the conference room right now, but I aim to have a division meeting tomorrow morning first thing so that we can get together and figure out what everyone is going to be doing." He told them with a smile as Liliana came in. He couldn't help the grin that appeared on his face as he thought about the reasons that she had said no to Jenkin's for lunch. Silently, he hoped that he was the main reason behind it.

Jenkins strolled back to his desk, pleasently full after the luau and a trip to Diagon Alley with Abilee. He wandered around, looking for something to do.

Walking back into the office, Iain hand a flat hand over the top of his head backwards and forewards a few times. He had to wait until the meeting tomorrow before he would know the details fully but he wondered if he could get his employee's to get a little research in a head of time. He wasn't really sure though.

He looked up as Jenkin's walked into the office and he sent a smile his way. "Good afternoon." He called out to him. He wondered silently if he would be interested in helping him research the trade agreements that were already in place with Japan, and asked him such. "Care to help me with the Japan research?"

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"Sure," said Jenkins, smiling tightly, "Have nothing better to do. Oh, and good afternoon to you to, sir."

Cubicles...cubicles...CUBICLES.

Abilee walked back from Diagon Alley and dropping off her letter to her brother. Abilee entered her division and saw it was pretty empty. What a depressing place to work. She walked passed the cubiles and saw Iain with Jenkins.

Awkward...

She tried not to put much mind to it and kept walking. Finally reaching her cubicle, she sat down and tried to make it look of her style. She put up a few pictures of Jule, her brother and sister-in-law. It was a bit flowery and green. Of looked like she had a garden flourishing in there. She noticed and laughed at what she had done. Forgetting that, she began searching up on the trades.

"Hey," said Jenkins as Abilee walked by, "Um... I got you some ice cream from Diagon Alley, I didn't know if I would see you today so I left it on my desk. Its probably a melted blob by now, though. Sorry."

"Oh hey." she said as Jenkins walked up to her.

"It's okay, I'll just use a charm to freeze it up again. Thanks, that was sweet..of..you." she giggled and said the last few words in confusion. She didn't know Jenkins had a sweet side to him. She walked towards his desk and found the ice cream, as he said, a melted blob.

"Glacious" she said, pointing her wand to it. The melted ice cream froze and she mixed it together. She smiled and saw it had become more like ice cream now. Walking back to her desk, she ate the icecream and sat in her cubicle.

"Your welcome, hey and don't look so confused I can be sweet sometimes! Don't get used to it though," he called after her.

"Ha. Ha. We'll see about that." she called out and smirked at him.

"Hey wait," said Jenkins walking into her cubicle, "Hey decorations! I think you made my day! Sure brightens up this doomsday place."

He pushed some of her papers out of the way and sat cross legged on her desk.

"So what's up with you?" asked Jenkins earnestly, "I'm bored out of my mind. Tell me somthing interesting."

"Now you have a soft side for decorations?" she joked. Probably the only person she could joke with around here.

"Just trying to make this place a bit more liven. I can see why. We don't do much until we hear back from all the other places. That alone can take days. Something interesting? Let's see, strange flooding has been happening at Hogwarts. My niece was in the dungeons when the flooding began to rise above her waist."

"Dang it! You found my weakness," joked Jenkins, "I have a very soft spot for them."

He rolled his eyes, "Flooding at Hogwarts? Oh, c'mon Abilee, interesting remember? Everyone has been waiting for that to happen. I mean that building is ancient and the Black Lake is pretty rough. Somthing interesting...like the fact that international co-op organizes the Quidditch World Cup and this match should be decent and I really want to be assigned to that, I mean, like, that would be TOTALLY AWESOME!!!"

"Hello genius!" she laughed, "Then explain how the Quidittch pitch got flooded as well? It's nowhere near the lake. And the lake isn't over flooding either." She smirked and see if he could give a good explanation to for it.

"Fine, I have no idea then as to how its flooding," said Jenkins, "But I was not talking about the House Cup, Abilee, I was talking about the World Cup, oh don't tell me your not one of those people who wants to have nothing to do with quidditch!"

"I know," she laughed.

"I do like Quidditch. Maybe this department will go to International Qidditch Games in the future. That should be INTERESTING." she teased him and spun in her chair. She was a HUGE Quidditch fan and was the one who taught Jule how to play. Though her brother wasn't happy about the broken windows and almost demolishing the house.

He watched her as she spun in her chair.

"I'm glad to here it, I couldn't have one of my..." he couldn't decide what she was to him, "One of my closest colleagues hating quidditch now could I?"

"Oh that reminds me..." Jenkins grabbed a paper off her desk and scrawled a note to Mr. Hunter. Then he enchanted it to fly to Mr. Hunters desk.

It read:

Abilee laid back in her chair anf folded her arms.

"True. Unless you want a new war to brew here. Now that wouldn't be pretty." she smirked at him and laughed.

"Yes. You can use any paper on my desk with freedom." she teased and smiled.

"No it wouldn't be," he saaid giving her a teasing warning look. "And thank you for your willingness to share you paper," he joked.

"So, what are you into?" he asked.

"Like what? Do you mean in general?" she asked and began fixing her papers.

Iain looked up from his desk where he was currently figuring out what needed to be done so that he could give Jenkin's and Abilee an update which... would now have to wait. With a small sigh, he stood up and left his planning in his office as he locked the door behind him. Giving Jenkin's a smile and a thank you, Iain moved quickly in the direction of Lili's office.

Iridesca, one of the other Division Heads for the Department, walked quickly into the International Magical Trading Standard Body Division quickly as to not interrupt the workers as they worked. She walked up to the wall beside the door and used a sticking charm to hang up a sign to remind the employees to VoTe! in the upcoming Minister of Magic elections. Since she was a member of the Independent Campaign Committee, her job was just encourage people to VoTe! not to encourage them to vote for one of the candidates.


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The same memo flew into each room. It had been bewitched to repeat it out loud to everyone in the room, and then to anyone new that came in.

"Sure, I mean like music, sports, cooking, school...." he paused and listened to the memo that had flown in. "Well I think I'm gonna go down there...or up there..not sure.. anyway talk to you later."

He grinned at her and stepped out of her office.

Abilee thought for a bit.

"Well, I mostly like pop and rock music. I love to play Quidditch. I'm not that good of a cook since we have people always cooking for us. So I never learned but I am willing to," she laughed a bit and thought again, "I sometimes prefered to be in school then home. At home, I was always bby myself, no one around to talk to or anything. But at school, I was always talking, making friends, getting in trouble, joking and all that kind of stuff. But I do miss school." she sighed and got up to head down to the tenth floor for the debates.

Jenkins strolled back into his cubicle, he had been down to level 10 but saw nothing intesting going on down there. He grabbed some money from his desk and went down to the cafeteria.