Ben blinked at the new recruiter and ran his finger down the list of names on his desk. Definitely a new volunteer indeed...she must have been REALLY new as she wasn't even on his list. "Well, Julia, so nice to meet you!" he said with a grin, standing up and playfully kicking Bella in the shin as he stood up. THAT was what she got for nearly making him throw up by spinning in a few minutes ago. "Unfortunately it seems your name isn't listed under any of the committees yet, but that will be fixed shortly. Just sit tight and join in the planning and I'll be able to get you assigned soon," he told her with a nodd.

ooc: You posted before I got a chance to sort you so you aren't assigned to a committee yet. You should be assigned by the end of the night but in the meantime just throw any ideas you have out there!

He then turned back to the lively dicussion that was going on right now, grinning in delight at all the fabulous posters Brian had already fashioned. "Holy Merlin, Brian, those are fantastic!" he said with a chuckle, picking up the nearest banner and observing it with interest. "Excellent work! You've clearly got everything under control already," he added with a sly grin.

He then turned his attention back to all the volunteers that were gathered in the office. WOW! He had never expected this many people to turn out for this. "Well everyone, let me start off by introducing myself...I'm Ben Cobblesten, and I'll be managing this campaign for Miss Taylor. It's quite obvious that we're all here for the same common goal--to get Cooper out of office and establish a new order in the Ministry. Things have been completely out of wack for FAR too long and it's time to make a change!" he said, his voice rising as he spoke. "Anyways we have a lot of things to do, and I think the first thing we need to determine is how we're going to get our message across. What is Reagan willing to offer that others aren't? What are people in the Ministry looking for in their Minister? How can we use propaganda to promote her and her ideas?"

He looked around the room for a second, feeling taller than usual now that he was standing and everyone else was still sitting. "I'm opening the floor to any suggestions," he said with a grin.

He also cast a glance at the Daily Prophet employee--Enrico, he was pretty sure his name was, and wrinkled a blond brow at his hesitance to go to the Prophet. Didn't he WORK there? "Is there a problem Mr. Serio?" he asked.

“You did?” Nathan's large childlike eyes widened further. “I can't thank you enough for that, love.” He said genuinely grateful. Egypt had been looked after very well by her fellow ministry workers. He knew Samantha had helped but was unsure who else had been present. He just wished he could have been with her during that time. He had been with her at the hospital but she needed him then.

He nodded. “Yeah. I'm a little nervous I must admit. I've never done anything like this before. What are you working on?” He asked conversationally.

Nathan chuckled. “Too bad that, mate.” Poor old Rico had got a right old verbal spanking for napping at his desk. You couldn't even escape to the breakroom in that place if you were struggling to keep your eyes open – not unless you wanted to be consumed by the spring ridden sofa.

As Rico gestured at him, Nathan nodded politely at the man – Brian? And extended his hand in greeting. “Nathan Greenwood. Pleased to meet you.” He said warmly.

He continued to study the posters listening to the banter between Rico and Brian. It seem Enrico was one step ahead of the game here. It hadn't even occurred to Nathan that the current Minister's wife was their big bad boss – he wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer was Nathan. Even more to the point, was the fact that they would need to go through Getti and/or Mona about getting the ad in the paper in the first place! He gulped at the mere thought of this. “My colleague here has a point.” Nathan chipped in, his eyes filling with genuine dread and fear at the prospect. “Surely this would be better coming from the person in charge – er, you know... you?” He scratched the back of his head nervously. “They're more likely to listen to someone of... of significance.” hah! Flattery will get you everywhere... maybe.

Brian nodded with a smile both at Nathan who got assigned in advertising area and Samantha a nice lady who's in charge of speech. "Oh..thank you guys, but I feel It should be much better.." he said, as he looking at the banners. Ms. Reagan Taylor looked confident in those banners. He smiled to himself before got distracted by the Prophet guy.

"Thank you Mr. Enrico. No no..I'm just fine with Brian and nobody has never ever came up with that much weird name...." He laughed, the prophet guy is funny seriously, No wonder he's working in Daily Prophet. "Um.." he scratched his chin as he looked up at him, "Can I call you Enri or just Ri for short if you allow me?" he asked casually as he gave his own laughing medicine back to him. Oh come on..two can play this game. But wait, was he unwilling to go to his boss or something afraid of the ladies?! He had no clue. But the result was nothing. He waved his hand as he was trying clarify certain things about his stand, "Well..I don't know I've that much charm to persuade them, " he chuckled, "anyway thank you for the compliment again..and..I wont mind to do that.." he said confidently.

"Minsiter's wife or not, business is business. If they do not accept it, we can play differently, " he said as he tucked his hands into the pockets. Not wanting to make the prophet guy more uneasy he asked in lighter vein, "Could you give us some hint about them atleast?" His ocean blue eyes glinted and smiled when he heard Becca's voice beside him.

There you're my girl he beamed at her, "Thanks love, " he could sense her protective and confident mood right through from her words, "It'll be my pleasure Becca. Having you by my side will get a good result," he nodded and gave her a

His attention was on Ben now totally after he said a warm "Thanks,I'll try do even better next time" he said to both Ben and the guy named Jack. "If any one could come up with some caricature it would be fine" he turned and said to both Nathan and Enrico who were also in the advertising committee. He had no idea about the two other assigned persons. Hmm..

Ben was on business now. An experienced and quite an older guy than Brian. Brian took his seat back, listening his small speech. He patiently taking his words in his mind until he finish it. "Excuse me Ben, I've an idea. when we speaking of the speech materials, I guess Ms. Reagan's presence is important here at the time of discussion at least for a while. We do need to know her thoughts before we finalise anything." He crossed his arms across his chest and continued, "It will save our time and energy. Just a thought," he suggested.

Rebecca smiled over at Ben as he addressed the situation with the DP worker, she would have done that herself, but she didn't think she was the right person to.

Rebecca nodded "Yep, don't worry about it" she smiled "Oh, I'm on the research comittee" Rebecca told him "You?" she asked, she watched Nathan shake Brian's hand, she beamed happily and then frowned as Nathan seemed to become nervous, she looked over at Brian feeling confused.

Rebecca nodded "It looks fantastic" she reassured Brian, then she smiled as he said she could go with him "Ok, as long as you focus on the work" she teased him "That's a good idea!" she nodded impressedly before looking over at Ben, wondering what he would say about it.

Madison made her way down to the campaign headquarters. As soon as she opened the door, her eyes fell upon new members, some she recognized while others were new and fresh faces. This was a wonderful way to meet new people and to know other members within the Ministry. She smiled as she entered the room to find out what position she could help out with.

"Good day," she said as she caught the tail end of a request with thoughts everyone had for the campaign. Well, at least someone was thinking properly and had answered before she had time to speak. Having Reagan here to gather her points of view would work out well, but using advertisement in the Daily Prophet with little missy in control was not a good thing. There had to be a way around that.

Ben leaned his tall frame against his desk and tapped his finger on his chin. Enrico and the other Daily Prophet employee, Nathan Greenwood, if he remembered correctly, both seemed a little more than hesitant about bringing the flyer to the newspaper. Sure, there were a few intimidating employees there--umm, HELLO, Mona Quigley worked there and that woman was SCARY--but what about freedom of the press?

"Since there is obviously something preventing you from wanting to bring these flyers to the press, please spill and let me know what it is," Ben said, blue eyes staring down on Nathan and Enrico. "I'll be willing to go to the Prophet and try to get them passed myself if no one else is willing to," he added. Mona Quigley didn't scare him THAT much. In fact, he was pretty positive that he just got on her nerves, although her reactions to his lovely origami figures might have changed no that she was a big boss lady over at that paper.

"Oh, good idea Brian!" Ben said with a grin. Why hadn't he thought of that earlier? It only made sense to bring Reagan in here, just for the first few hours of planning so she could get a general feeling about their attack plan and make any changes to the general outline if she wanted. "I'll send her a memo right now," he added.

Reaching onto his desk, he grabbed a notepad and quill and quickly scribbled a note to her. Once he was finished, he crumpled it up into a little origami swan and waved his wand, charming it to magically levitate like all the others. One more flick, and the swan zoomed out the door via the tiny window over the door. "I asked her if she could spare a moment to come down here...she is a very busy woman and if she can't make it down, I'll go to her office and give her a quick briefing within the next day or two so we can keep things moving." he said.

Reagan had been only one block from her campaign headquarters when an origami swan flew right into her forehead. Rubbing the area with one hand, Reagan continued her walk toward the door with swan in the other hand. Before opening the door, she stood outside to read the memo, which coincidentally enough requested her presence at headquarters. Ahhh, already she and her team were so in sync!

Attempting to refold the swan manually and giving up after failing miserably, Reagan stuffed the memo into her briefcase and opened the door to her campaign's headquarters. With a smile and soft laughter, she announced, "Look at all you busy worker bees!"

"My panty hose!" Bella softly exclaimed, looking down and frowning at the rip Benjamin had just caused. "Ahhh, well. I didn't really like the way they coordinated with this skirt anyway." Shrugging, Bella proceeded to kick off her shoes and pull her panty hose off, discarding them in the trash can without a second thought. She tugged her shoes back on and them attempted to get back into the conversation that was going on around her. She didn't really know what to contribute, though. "Can I just paint?" she wanted to ask. Instead, she admired the little swan Benjamin had made, her mouth forming a little O in awe. "Ohhh, can I get one of those?" she absentmindedly asked.

Just then, the Queen Bee herself strolled in. Bella wondered if she should get up and salute or something, but no one else appeared to be doing so, so Bella refrained. "Oh, no, ma'am," Bella said, fighting the urge to laugh at the woman's misunderstanding. "I'm no bee! I'm an ice cream store owner!"

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He then turned back to the lively dicussion that was going on right now, grinning in delight at all the fabulous posters Brian had already fashioned. "Holy Merlin, Brian, those are fantastic!" he said with a chuckle, picking up the nearest banner and observing it with interest. "Excellent work! You've clearly got everything under control already," he added with a sly grin.

He then turned his attention back to all the volunteers that were gathered in the office. WOW! He had never expected this many people to turn out for this. "Well everyone, let me start off by introducing myself...I'm Ben Cobblesten, and I'll be managing this campaign for Miss Taylor. It's quite obvious that we're all here for the same common goal--to get Cooper out of office and establish a new order in the Ministry. Things have been completely out of wack for FAR too long and it's time to make a change!" he said, his voice rising as he spoke. "Anyways we have a lot of things to do, and I think the first thing we need to determine is how we're going to get our message across. What is Reagan willing to offer that others aren't? What are people in the Ministry looking for in their Minister? How can we use propaganda to promote her and her ideas?"

He looked around the room for a second, feeling taller than usual now that he was standing and everyone else was still sitting. "I'm opening the floor to any suggestions," he said with a grin.

He also cast a glance at the Daily Prophet employee--Enrico, he was pretty sure his name was, and wrinkled a blond brow at his hesitance to go to the Prophet. Didn't he WORK there? "Is there a problem Mr. Serio?" he asked.

Rico paid close attention to the guy apparently in charge of everything, blinking in surprise when he singled him out. "Er, no? Is there?" Rico's brow furrowed. What did I do?

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Nathan chuckled. “Too bad that, mate.” Poor old Rico had got a right old verbal spanking for napping at his desk. You couldn't even escape to the breakroom in that place if you were struggling to keep your eyes open – not unless you wanted to be consumed by the spring ridden sofa.

As Rico gestured at him, Nathan nodded politely at the man – Brian? And extended his hand in greeting. “Nathan Greenwood. Pleased to meet you.” He said warmly.

He continued to study the posters listening to the banter between Rico and Brian. It seem Enrico was one step ahead of the game here. It hadn't even occurred to Nathan that the current Minister's wife was their big bad boss – he wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer was Nathan. Even more to the point, was the fact that they would need to go through Getti and/or Mona about getting the ad in the paper in the first place! He gulped at the mere thought of this. “My colleague here has a point.” Nathan chipped in, his eyes filling with genuine dread and fear at the prospect. “Surely this would be better coming from the person in charge – er, you know... you?” He scratched the back of his head nervously. “They're more likely to listen to someone of... of significance.” hah! Flattery will get you everywhere... maybe.

His mood dampened now, Rico turned back to Nathan. "Yeah..." he sighed glumly but listened to him speak on his behalf to Brian. AHA! Atta man. They were going to be good friends, he could tell, since Nathan clearly shared the same opinion of their bosses.

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Brian nodded with a smile both at Nathan who got assigned in advertising area and Samantha a nice lady who's in charge of speech. "Oh..thank you guys, but I feel It should be much better.." he said, as he looking at the banners. Ms. Reagan Taylor looked confident in those banners. He smiled to himself before got distracted by the Prophet guy.

"Thank you Mr. Enrico. No no..I'm just fine with Brian and nobody has never ever came up with that much weird name...." He laughed, the prophet guy is funny seriously, No wonder he's working in Daily Prophet. "Um.." he scratched his chin as he looked up at him, "Can I call you Enri or just Ri for short if you allow me?" he asked casually as he gave his own laughing medicine back to him. Oh come on..two can play this game. But wait, was he unwilling to go to his boss or something afraid of the ladies?! He had no clue. But the result was nothing. He waved his hand as he was trying clarify certain things about his stand, "Well..I don't know I've that much charm to persuade them, " he chuckled, "anyway thank you for the compliment again..and..I wont mind to do that.." he said confidently.

"Minsiter's wife or not, business is business. If they do not accept it, we can play differently, " he said as he tucked his hands into the pockets. Not wanting to make the prophet guy more uneasy he asked in lighter vein, "Could you give us some hint about them atleast?" His ocean blue eyes glinted and smiled when he heard Becca's voice beside him.

There you're my girl he beamed at her, "Thanks love, " he could sense her protective and confident mood right through from her words, "It'll be my pleasure Becca. Having you by my side will get a good result," he nodded and gave her a

His attention was on Ben now totally after he said a warm "Thanks,I'll try do even better next time" he said to both Ben and the guy named Jack. "If any one could come up with some caricature it would be fine" he turned and said to both Nathan and Enrico who were also in the advertising committee. He had no idea about the two other assigned persons. Hmm..

Ben was on business now. An experienced and quite an older guy than Brian. Brian took his seat back, listening his small speech. He patiently taking his words in his mind until he finish it. "Excuse me Ben, I've an idea. when we speaking of the speech materials, I guess Ms. Reagan's presence is important here at the time of discussion at least for a while. We do need to know her thoughts before we finalise anything." He crossed his arms across his chest and continued, "It will save our time and energy. Just a thought," he suggested.

Mr. Enrico, now that was a new name, Rico thought curiously. "Actually Bri, you can just call me Rico," he chuckled back at the guy. He seemed pretty good-natured at least.

"A hint about the bosses..." Rico rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "You'll probably be dealing with Miss Getti Forde....soo I suggest you tread carefully. Or have a flask of firewhiskey in your pocket."

He shook his head, still laughing to himself. Hopefully Brian wouldn't mention to Getti that both Nathan AND Rico were helping campaign against Cooper...after all, Nathan at least had a family to support and definitely couldn't afford to lose his job. But surely GettiMona wouldn't be that evil, would they? Could they?

Rico really didn't want to find out. He liked the sound of Ms. Taylor coming in to talk instead. "I really like that idea," he said quickly, trying to seem positive so the Cobblehead man wouldn't yell at him again. "You seem to have a lot of good ideas, Bri." Heheeh he was going to have fun with that nickname.

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Ben leaned his tall frame against his desk and tapped his finger on his chin. Enrico and the other Daily Prophet employee, Nathan Greenwood, if he remembered correctly, both seemed a little more than hesitant about bringing the flyer to the newspaper. Sure, there were a few intimidating employees there--umm, HELLO, Mona Quigley worked there and that woman was SCARY--but what about freedom of the press?

"Since there is obviously something preventing you from wanting to bring these flyers to the press, please spill and let me know what it is," Ben said, blue eyes staring down on Nathan and Enrico. "I'll be willing to go to the Prophet and try to get them passed myself if no one else is willing to," he added. Mona Quigley didn't scare him THAT much. In fact, he was pretty positive that he just got on her nerves, although her reactions to his lovely origami figures might have changed no that she was a big boss lady over at that paper.

"Oh, good idea Brian!" Ben said with a grin. Why hadn't he thought of that earlier? It only made sense to bring Reagan in here, just for the first few hours of planning so she could get a general feeling about their attack plan and make any changes to the general outline if she wanted. "I'll send her a memo right now," he added.

Reaching onto his desk, he grabbed a notepad and quill and quickly scribbled a note to her. Once he was finished, he crumpled it up into a little origami swan and waved his wand, charming it to magically levitate like all the others. One more flick, and the swan zoomed out the door via the tiny window over the door. "I asked her if she could spare a moment to come down here...she is a very busy woman and if she can't make it down, I'll go to her office and give her a quick briefing within the next day or two so we can keep things moving." he said.

But noooo never mind, Cobblehead wanted to be very hands-on. "By all means, be my guest," he shrugged at the guy. "I mean, Bri here wanted to but," he tried to smile a little. Oi this man was intimidating too - it had to be the freaky blue eyes. "But if you really want to make a statement, please swing by the Prophet. We've got a wonderful break room if you do stop in."

Riiiiiiiiight...one stop there and maybe he'll understand....

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Reagan had been only one block from her campaign headquarters when an origami swan flew right into her forehead. Rubbing the area with one hand, Reagan continued her walk toward the door with swan in the other hand. Before opening the door, she stood outside to read the memo, which coincidentally enough requested her presence at headquarters. Ahhh, already she and her team were so in sync!

Attempting to refold the swan manually and giving up after failing miserably, Reagan stuffed the memo into her briefcase and opened the door to her campaign's headquarters. With a smile and soft laughter, she announced, "Look at all you busy worker bees!"

And then speak of the devil! Er, the angel, really, Ms. Taylor was much more of an angel. Rico didn't even know what to say - why, she was going to be the next Minister. He was sure of it. And he was just a lil worker bee trying to avoid being squashed by the people in charge. Ah, life.

Brian shook his hand to Nathan the another Daily Prohet employee. He seemed more calmer than the other guy Enrico. "Nice to meet you Mr. Nathan, " he spoke to him, "I hope you can help us with this caricatures. You see I'm not familiar with that..not even one percent." He smiled at him before teasing Becca.

"Mhm, then you should wear a invisibility cloak or something..for keeping me focus on the Work," he smirked and laughed mildly only to hear Becca, not giving any inconvenience to others. She was so refreshing. Seeing her itself a great pleasure for him.

Ben's voice brought him back to earth again. "No..no Ben, since you have lotta works in hand, I'm all willing to go and deal this Daily Prophet issue..postively, I hope. After all what's the harm in it to give a shot?. " he said, staying positive on that issue. Actually he was so excited to see them after all the hypes. Meanwhile Ben was sending a message to Reagan as per he suggested. He smiled at Ben, "She'll be here soon, I know her.." he said, shifting his position and talked to Ben again, "Well..Ben, we do need a sign too. A star or eagle or something like that.." he had some ideas about the signs in his mind already but he decided to give a chance to others to voice their views and ideas.

Gah! This's guys is never going to give up with this funny name. Brian shook his head as the prophet guy called him Bri. It sounds like a brand of cookie of something. Sigh. Brian coughed, decided to play along with him as he raised his brow at him, "Honestly, I cant wait to see them in person Enri.." he ran his hand through his hair, unaware of making it more messier that it was.

And he grinned as he complimented him. "Well, sometime..my brain works overtime.." he said casually with a mild laugh, his hands went over the head to stretch up.

It was her. He knew her voice. And yes he was right, hundred percent. He waved as Reagan entered the room, "Hi Rea.." he stopped, "Ms. Reagan," he addressed her differently. Ofcourse he had worked with her a while back but now she was contesting for the minister and they were standing in the room full of people. "Then we can call you our Queen bee, right?" he asked with a smile.

Samantha stood up as she saw Reagan enter the room. "Good morning, Ms. Taylor," she said, using the more formal title since she saw that everyone else was doing this and it seemed the more proper form of address in this setting. "It's wonderful to have you here, and to have so many volunteers turn out who want to work for you. We're all just kind of working together right now, gathering what we need to make sure you are elected as our next Minister of Magic, as you can see. And Ben is doing a wonderful, absolutely amazing job, as I think you will see for yourself."

Samantha turned to the volunteers. "As many of you know, I am Samantha Rose, Head of the Department of Magical Education, but I'm also Ms. Taylor's Head Speech Writer as well as her Head of Research. A lot of you are here to help plan with me on these two things, and I really need your input so that I might be able to prepare the proper speeches we need for this campaign. There isn't a whole lot of time, so we need to get moving on this right away." She smiled. "So, let's get the suggestions and ideas coming. Also, a slogan for the campaign, any thoughts on that? These things are very key in times of election, as well."

“Now that sounds interesting.” Nathan replied enthusiastically. “So what is it you do exactly? Gauge public opinion.. that sort of thing?” He asked with realy interest. Now THAT would Nathan's kind of job. Talking to people and socialising for a good cause? Nate would just set up home in the Leaky Cauldron and talk to anyone who happened to cross his path. You got people from all walks of life in that place. It was a perfect place to get people's opinions and thought across the board.

Ack! When Nathan came here he thought this was voluntary work. He didn't think his actual place of work would come into play here. “Urm..” He started. Maybe they could sneak the ad into the paper when the bosses weren't watching. They were the Layout team after all. They were the last people to see the paper before it went to press. “It's just, you know, work and politics should never mix. It would be better coming from a neutral source and not actual Daily Prophet employees.” He said trying to sound confident in his own words. He looked at Rico... at least he had a ally here... and then back at Ben.

Ah.. saved by the almighty leader. Wondering whether he was supposed to bow or something, he looked around at his fellow campaigners and realised that that would just be stoopid. Instead he smiled warmly at Reagan. Busy worker bees? More like skiving off work to be here bees.


Caricatures? Of Getti and Mona? Oh gawd. “They're alright.” He shrugged. “They're just a little...” Scary? Mean? Evil? Run their office like it were a dictatorship? “...controlling.” He said choosing the word carefully.

He listened to Rico's advice and chuckled. A flask of firewhiskey? Rico, it seemed, was a man after Nathan's own heart.

Brian watched Samantha too addressed everyone with her lil speech. He stood up and looking at the volunteers once she finished. " Well..I hope you know me already as I introduced myself before," he paused, tucking his hands back into his pocket, "So..I'm all ears for your opinions and ideas..etc.." he said in a pretty casual tone, "Advertising committee people can present their stuffs. I already recieved Ms. Julia's work already..eventhough she's not yet assigned here, " he looked at Julia with such a hope.

His attention turned to Nathan as he looked bit scared. Why was that?! Oh..he misunderstood Brian's words. Brian shook his head, "No..Nathan, I was not asking the caricatures of your bosses, I asked a general election carricatures.." he smiled, hoping he was explained it well this time.

Amelia was unusually late which was something she didn't like much but she couldn't have prevent it no matter how much she wanted to correct it. First her little baby was very sick and she had to wait an hour for the babysitter to show up but she never did, then she had to call to an old nurse to come instead. To close everything her other son had "accidentally" put some dungbombs in her blouse pocket so she had to rush back in her house to change herself.

So she arrived at the Headquarter with her hair frozen wet but still a smile on her face. "Sorry I'm late." Not wanted to put a damper on anyone spirit she was ready to start her work.

Andrina kept her place near the back of the room, she didn't know.. well anyone besides Ben of course. And that was only because he was the head of her division. She twisted her delicate silver bracelet on her wrist as Reagan herself walked in. She got very nervous and tried not to freak out. Goodness, it would be so much better if I was invisible..or with Thomas..She thought absently, at least with him she felt wanted or needed.. Here she felt out of place. She noticed Samantha speaking and she tried to pay attention. Slogan campaigns? This could be fun.. but I don't have any at the moment... A vote for Reagan Taylor is a vote for change??? Why do I feel like that has been done before? She sighed..

Ben chuckled to himself as he watched the conversation about the graphics unfold. "Well, if you want to go to the Prophet be my guest, Brian," he said with a kind smile. He pulled a wheelie chair from near by and plopped down on it, since they were clearly going to be here a while brainstorming still. "So, you'll be in charge of that, then? My offer to go instead still stands--I worked with Mona back in her days at the Ministry and I can deal with her," he added with a slightly evil grin. "She's not THAT terrifying, I assure you," he mumbled with a chuckle. Women. They all pretended to act big and tough when they had the opportunity, but when it came down to it, they were all softies at heart. Somewhat.

"So, any suggestions for the slogan? We really need to establish that soon, so we can start coming up with a good way to spread her message to the people," he told the room, turning slightly back and forth in his chair as he waited for responses.

Rebecca grinned "Get me one and I will" she winked at him

Rebecca wondered if she should tell the rest of the group about the slogan she'd told Samantha, she remembered what Samantha had said but was still a little nervous, what if they didn't like it?

Rebecca grinned "Well, I'm thinking of sneaking around and finding out what Cooper is going to do, since I'm in Law Enforcement, and sneaking around is my forte" she shrugged "But I'm sure we need to talk to the public and ask them what they want in a leader" Rebecca reasoned

"Welcome" Rebecca greeted the newcomer since everyone else seemed to ignore her "Don't worry about it, you're here now" Rebecca took in her appearance, she looked like she was a mother, Rebecca smiled at her warmly and then turned back to the group

Rebecca nodded "I'll go with him, to make sure he's not scared of her" she knew Brian felt more confident with her around and she was going to do everything she could to make this work, then she decided to speak "Well, I sorta dreamed up one... I told Samantha and she liked it.. it's 'Reagan Taylor, a branch of kindness' " Rebecca shrugged, if they didn't like it, fair enough.

Brian sat back on his chair, spoke to Ben as he suggested something about the Prophet ladies. He had to admit that Ben had more experience than him. But he wanted to get experience like him. And he didnt want to miss this good chance. "I totaly agree with you Ben. I know it seems bit difficult by all these informations we gathered about them. But still..Yeah I hope to finish that process successfully. Just let me try to my level best.." he smiled at him, curiously.

"And for the slogan part..how about these?"..he asked and listed out on the parchment..

Then he turned to Becca, "Sure, in my next visit to DA.." he laughed.

Giving a warm smile to the woman she didn't let affect herself from the lack of welcoming. It was true that she just appear in the middle of what seems an important moment and everybody must have been thinking really hard. It was best if she could get her head in the game right away. Leaning a little bit toward the woman (Rebecca) she whisper to her. "Thanks for the welcome. I'm just glad that I wasn't that late or else I might have miss the fun."

Grinning at her she leaned away listening to what the man had to say. "I really like that slogan. It's short and sweet but instead of RT do you think it would be better if we say Taylor? It's just a thought..." As she waited to see if she had given a somewhat of a good idea, she started to scribbled on a piece of parchment. She was in the advertisement team and she was trying to come up with something good or fair.

Rebecca glanced at Brian with a grin on her face "Good luck finding one" she rolled her eyes playfully at him

"Oh, we've only just started" Rebecca reassured her with a small smile "Hmm, Taylor sounds good, it's easier to remember than RT" Rebecca told them "And people could mis-interpret and think it's someone else" she whispered to Brian with a grin knowing that those were her initials aswell

Garry knew absolutley nobody , not that it overly bothered him, it was just apparent that everyone else knew each other, he glanced up at the cieleing before the campaign posters caught his eye. He was in the Research Committee , he saw this as the perfect excuse to camp out in the leaky cauldron and get slowly sozzled, then again given that it was afterall his first week of work, maybe he should do just that ..... work.

Julia was looking at all the people who entered the room. She smiled at each and bowed at times. She waited for the conversation to stop a little so that she could voice her views. She found a little gap in the talks and got up to fill her role. She rummaged her bag, took out a piece of parchment. She cleared her throat and addressed Ben and Brian. "Erm, I was just thinking of some possible things that we might have to do to bring up this campaign. Here you go ... hope it is helpful." She handed Brian the list containing some points she thought of.

"Thats what I thought would be some essential points to conduct this campaign in a successful way. We can assign different works to our already assigned members." She looked at Brian and Ben hopefully, thinking what they'll say about her so called 'plans', whether they were junk or good. She kept her right hand over the left and waited for a reply.

Lucy Steadman hurried to the Headquarters. She had been lost for a while and she sighed of relief when she finally walked through the door. There were a lot of employees there already. Of course she recognized some: Jake and their boss, Samantha, and... Reagan Taylor?
Not wanting to interrupt the discussions in there, she silently made her way to an empty desk where she placed down her things to join all the other members to start planning the election campaing.
"Good morning." she greeted politely. She would be working in the writing part and she had high expectations to do a good job. She didn't like to be called perfeccionist, though.

She accio her reading glasses and put it on.
She overhead some ideas that probably weren't meant for her ears. A young woman had apparently made some planning herself; some preparation.
"It's a good idea." she heard herself saying. "We need a clear division on ideas to plain the campaing." she point to the small list of parchment and made her best to sound slightly friendly:
"May I?" she asked to see the list. Making lists was probably a good way to start the planning. But Lucy was suspect to talk about that. She made lists for pretty much everything.

Liam looked at Samantha who he had meet a few times before he smiled as he tried to think of somethings they could research and soon he had a listfull of things, he quickly wrote them down and then he passed the list to Samantha to read hoping she would be happy.

He hoped that Samantha would be happy with what he had wrote and that he was on the right track.

Samantha looked at the note Liam had passed to her. "Yes, these are all very important matters for us to research, I agree. Thank you, Liam, for your diligence in listing these things out, it makes it easier to get the research project underway. This information is useful in our campaign and speech writing preparations, without it we truly are unprepared." She smiled.