"Hey! This is my moment now," she pointed her finger at him, "Yeah, sure. I'm pretty sure they were afraid to say how 'adorable' you are." She said, putting emphazise on the 'adorable'. So now she had to think of something for him. Oh this was going to be fun.

"I came by floo powder and I'm afraid that she jumped into the fire with me.", Heather said.Heather saw something quivering in the corner. It jumped out at her and landed in her arms. It was Sophie.

Jenkins stuck his tounge out at Abilee. Then turned back to Heather. Whooa that was some cat! It was...weird.

"Er nice cat," said Jenkins, he wondered if she could get in trouble for being up here...

"It's a sphinx. They were orrigonally bred in Egypt", Heather said. She tucked Sophie into her bag. Sophie meowed in protest, but was eventually quiet. "Please dont tell anyone she followed me. "

"Ummm...ok?" said Jenkins .

ooc: i didnt leave.

Ic: Heather ajusted her bag and said, "I'll see you around"

"Umm? So yeah, about that bet. I'll tell you when I think of something for you. I really don't have anything right now, since I've been worried about some things." she said and drank her coffee. She remember the owl she sent her niece and the response she had gotten back. Not good.

"All right then," said Jenkins to Heather...awkward.

"Oh?" asked Jenkins,"Other things such as....your really hungry and would like to buy me some ice cream?"

"Funny. But I'M the one who won, remember? Shouldn't you be treating me?" she smirked. Jenkins was a slick guy, but not slick enough.

He looked at her incredously,"But i'm the one who is sad cause i'm not adorable...shouldn't you be comforting me?"

"Only if I wanted to. But you're the one who made the bet and you're the one who lost." There was no way of reason with him. He was just an unreasonable person.

"Is that a no?" asked Jenkins.

"Of course that's a no." she laughed. He looked like such a sad puppy. Abilee liked toying with him. It always kept her entertained.

He sighed,"Fine...did you decide your wish yet??"

he really just wanted to get it over with.

Abilee gave him an evil smirk. She finally decided on what he could do for her. She hoped it was embarassng but either way, he still had to do it. BUt she didn't to be mean either.

"Alright. Since you lost, you have to come with me whenever I do my hiar, nails or go shopping. You'll also have to carry my bags for me. Maybe that will teach you not to mess with me." she laughed lowly and sipped some of her coffee. Maybe she would have fun doing this after all.

Jenkins raised his eyebrows, "Your serious? All three?"

Abilee grinned.

"Yes all three. That's three wishes put together to make one. And you can't back down." she smirk and covered her mouth to laugh. Oh joy.

"Oh, joy," said Jenkins sarcastically,"What fun this will be."

"For me at least." Abilee let out a sigh but kept smilimg. She knew Jenkins didn't want to do this, and that's what made everything so much better.

"All right then," said Jenkins, "Its settled. Do you want to treat me to ice cream now?" he asked hopefully, standing.

"You're not going to give up on that, are you?" she asked. After all they talkd about, he still wanted Abilee to get him ice cream. Abilee first had to check her purse and see if she had enough. But in reality, she was just killing time. Of course she had enough, and mre than enough to add to that. She began rumbling through her purse as if looking for something. She spotted a paper with some writing on it. "So that's where it went." she thought and finally turned back to Jenkins.

"Fine. Let's go. Maybe then you'll finally get off my back." she laughed and began heading out. Her black curls and dress flowed as she walked along, hoping Jenkins would follow her soon.

"Yes!" shouted Jenkins triumphantly.

Lucy really hoped she was in the right place. A couple of days ago she had heard in her department about a party on level five. At first she wasn't coming but later curiosity had taken over her and Lucy Hope had decided to come and have a look around.
She was dressed casually, with a white blouse and a brown skirt; the type of semi-formal clothes she like to wear to work. The twenty-seven year old woman wondered around the room, hopinjg to see a known face, but she wasn't actually expecting it. She only got along with Chloe and people from her own department, although she was in England for a year now.

Poking his head into the Breakroom, Jacob spotted a girl, not from their level as far as he knew, milling about. Jacob walked through. He'd had a late night, mulling over his meeting notes and brainstorming more ideas; talking to Jonathan about Greecian magical politics; reading a new mystery novel. Which he still hadn't finished. Which he had come into here to read a chapter of.

"Can I help you with anything?" Jacob asked, sitting in a chair and dropping his mug of tea on the table.

Lucy turned around at the sound of a male voice.
"Hi..." Luce's mind was working a thousand miles now and she had began to suspect she had made some kind of mistake. In her mind, she review the events of the past, only to conclude she was working way too much... to avoid spending time with Jake's niece at the apartment.
"I am not in the right place, am I?" she asked the man, well aware he'd probably have no clue what Lucy meant with her two sentences.