Nathan looked from the young woman to the man who just sauntered straight past security without stopping and back again. “Uh… sorry, love. Wait right here. I’ll be back in a second.”

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Epaulet Esterre sauntered into the atrium, dressed like a carnival. His deep purple velvet robes were studded with crystalline jewels that were bewitched to twinkle like stars as he moved. His silk cravat was a gradient of sunset colours, from deep crimson down to purest yellow. He breezed jauntily past the security checkpoint without stopping; for why would he stop? Certainly everyone knows the genius courturier, Epaulet Esterre!

He started to follow the rather flamboyantly dressed man, “Er.. excuse me, mate?” He called after him. “We just need to do a couple of security checks before we allow you in.”

Warren noticed a man walk past the security checkpoint and saw Nathan following him. Deciding that he might need help he walked behind Nathan, just in case.

"SECURITY CHECKS?!?! Security checks?!?!" He sniffed, obviously offended, standing straight and proud, to his full height of 5 feet. The tiny little man with the big nose scoffed at Nathan. "Don't be RIDIKULUS! Joo must be joking, certainamente! Are you not aware of who ah am?" He spread his arms wide as though displaying himself, sure that the security officer would take a second look and let him through without argument.

Lorraine had just finished with the security guard and was about to head over to gift check when she heard that voice. The cool and crisp voice that could make any girl's heart stop beating (thank goodness she was no girl anymore, right?). Her gift was tucked between her left arm and side, with her handbag in that hand, while her right hand flew to her chest in shock. Had he seen her flustering? Oh no! Play it cool, Lorraine, she told herself. "H-" she started, but noticing his formal tone, she smiled and corrected herself. "Good afternoon, Teal," she winked back at him. "Overjoyed, you?" she responded slight sarcasm in her tone and asked in response to the wedding ceremony comment. She knew he felt the same about weddings as her though.

Did he just compliment me? Oh dear; she was sure that he could hear her breathing now. "Thank you," she told him, trying not to flush. It wasn't working. "You like quite dazzling yourself. You clean up nice, I mean."

Noting his hand out she would have thought he wanted to escort her, but then he mentioned put that over there, and she knew he meant the gifts. Of course. "I can take it; I'll walk with you over to the gift check in. Then I think we have to leave a memory or something," she said, rolling her eyes. Quite the wedding this was; and so many people it was as though everyone from the Ministry turned out for the event. Smiling, she led the way over to the gift table.

Warren watched as the little man got offended and decided to move closer toward Nathan. He stood as straight as he could to maximize his full height. He could look intimidating when he needed to, that's why he was so good at his job. "What is going on here?"

Isabella followed the line to get checked for the wedding. Her black and purple suit fit her slim body perfectly. She stepped toward the two guys with security then stopped when she saw a little man was upset.

Nathan glanced behind him breifly at Warren and then looked back down at the pint sized man – he was barely the size of a house elf… but it was always the little ones you had to watch out for – all the pent up aggression and frustration.

“I’m afraid so, mate.” He replied casually. He scratched his head sheepishly as the man asked if he knew who he was. “Err….” Just try to be diplomatic here, Nate. “It doesn’t matter who you are – we have been asked to check anyone and everyone who tries to enter, by strict instructions of the bride and groom.” He explained to the slightly crazy little man. "Now if you could just give your name and hand over your wand for inspection, please."

Angelina was usually always good-looking, but this time, the young woman made sure that she was good-looking, after all it was Minister Cooper's wedding
The young woman appareated in the Ministry of Magic for the wedding of the Minister and Ms. Belle, with her brown hair carefully arranged and slightly waved, holding an empty purple ice cream container , making sure that her black dress was not creased.. thankfully it was not.
Well, at least she didn’t notice anything wrong with it.. but you never know.

She slightly smiled when she looked around and observed all the security, everything was perfect.. at least it seemed to be.
Angelina carefully walked forward from her apparation spot, she was definitely not used to wearing heels.
She stopped walking, took a deep breath and then started to walk again.
“heels..” she thought to herself as she made her way to the Security Check-Point.
“Hello there.” She said with a polite smile on her face as she carefully hold the purple ice cream container. It was safe.. Reagan would kill her if someone happened that that thing. “ Angelina Gilmore, Liaison to the Department of Magical Transportation, Level one.. Minister's Office.”

Isabella stepped forward. "Hope I'm not interrupting." She held out the gift. Perfectly safe, just a set of crystal goblets. "Isabella Longbottom. Magical Games and Sports. Patents Division."

Warren looked at the woman. He assumed she still needed to be inspected. "Let me get someone to help you. Gifts are to be left at the gift table." He tapped Nathan's shoulder, "Nathan, will you help this woman. I'll make sure he understands the procedures." He moved over to give Nathan room to inspect Isabella and glared at the little man. "I'm sorry, sir. ALL guests are to be inspected by order of the Minister himself."

He looked at Warren and tried his best not to frown – 'Aurors' - Nathan thought he had the situation hand – there was no need for then to be aggressive unless the little man decided to cause trouble, or not comply with their instuctions. Nathan would make it quite clear if he needed help from the other security staff. “I think I’ve got it in order, thanks mate.” He said politely with a nod. He turned back to the Oompa Loompa man, still waiting for him to hand over his wand and give him his name.

Warren laughed at Nathan's response. "It's not that I don't think you can handle it. I don't have the guest list so I can't check her in." He couldn't help but laugh harder. He really hadn't been implying that Nathan couldn't do it and he found it hysterical that Nathan though he had.

Clarissa frowned as two members of the security team seemed to have mixed signals in regard to who would explain procedure to the man who just waltzed in. With that sort of misunderstanding, nothing would get done.

Sweeping past the two of them, she gave a welcoming smile towards the woman. "Right this way, Ms. Longbottom. I'll just need your wand for a quick inspection and your invitation please. Once that is done, you can be on your way." She explained. "And gifts will go on a separate table once you make it past the attire checkpoint." She gestured towards where Mr. Potter stood.

Glancing to the side as someone else apparated in, Clarissa stepped towards her with a smile. "Hello, Ms. Gilmore. Welcome to the ceremonies." She carefully checked her name off the list. "If you could just hand me your wand and invitation, I'll do a quick inspection and you may be on your way."

Epaulet stomped his foot in frustration like a small, badly dressed toddler throwing a tantrum. He spat as he spoke, his face red with frustration. "Mah naaaaaaame, you shtupid leetle man.... ees Epaulet Esterre." He waited for the officer to recognize it, then sighed, putting his hands on his hips. "The courturier? The minister's personal fashion designer?!" He waited again, crossing his arms angrily. Clearly, he did not need to be checked for security. He was not handing over his wand for this worm to inspect! "And ah am not letting you touch mah wand. As if!"

Warren glared at the little man. "Sir, even if you were his cousin, you would still need to be inspected. It is our orders," surprisingly he said this rather calmly though with a note of sarcasm in his voice that he couldn't quite hide. He waited for Nathan to either hand him the list or check Isabella himself so she wouldn't have to wait long. "Nathan..." he said as a reminder.

Isabella smiled at the Ministry worker and handed over her wand. 11'' Holly, Veela hair. Then she also passed over her invitation. She smiled over at the other Ministry worker and said "Thank you for your help. And you also." she said to the lady helping her.

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Warren laughed at Nathan's response. "It's not that I don't think you can handle it. I don't have the guest list so I can't check her in." He couldn't help but laugh harder. He really hadn't been implying that Nathan couldn't do it and he found it hysterical that Nathan though he had.

He turned back to Warren. He didn’t think there was much funny about the current situation… except for maybe the flamboyant hobbit. Who said anything about Nathan not being able to handle this? He gave Warren a smile and ruffled his hair uncomfortably unsure as to what he should do. This looked really professional didn’t it?

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Epaulet stomped his foot in frustration like a small, badly dressed toddler throwing a tantrum. He spat as he spoke, his face red with frustration. "Mah naaaaaaame, you shtupid leetle man.... ees Epaulet Esterre." He waited for the officer to recognize it, then sighed, putting his hands on his hips. "The courturier? The minister's personal fashion designer?!" He waited again, crossing his arms angrily. Clearly, he did not need to be checked for security. He was not handing over his wand for this worm to inspect! "And ah am not letting you touch mah wand. As if!"

Nathan winced slightly as the man started yelling like a child. “Excuse me, sir.” He said getting more formal and dropping the friendliness. “There is no need to speak to me like that. I am only doing my job. If you do not comply - my friend here…” He nodded at the rather large and intimidating Warren ”...will have no choice but to escort you from the premises. Now. Your wand please.”

He glanced at the queue – luckily Clarissa had her wits about her and was dealing with the waiting guests.

Warren glanced toward Clarissa who had seen what was going on and came to help Isabella. "Well that's one down." He turned toward Nathan and smiled. "Sorry, I just didn't have anything to check her against." He looked at the little man and saw Nathan wince slightly and then lose the friendliness in his voice. About time. The man just looked like he was going to cause trouble. Warren stood up tall next to Nathan who was shorter than him by about a foot. He chose not to say anything and let Nathan do the talking, he wasn't a very diplomatic talker.

Katrina entered the Atrium and went over to the Security Checkpoint. She could see two men, who were obviously security, arguing with a dwarf like man. Directly in front of her were two women, one who seemed to be part of the Security, and another who seemed to be a guest. She looked down at her black dress and deep purple heels to make sure they were perfect. Then she waited, holding her gift under one arm and her black handbag in the other.

Angelina smiled, she was going to take a step forward when the woman asked for her invitation and her wand.
Merlin...
"Just a minute.." the young woman said as she held the empty purple ice cream container on her right hand and with her free hand searched for the wand and the invitation inside her black purse."..I think I found it.." no. she hadn't, she was still searching for it.
For Merlins sake the purse wasn't that big! Angelina couldn't understand why these things kept happening to her.
After a couple of minutes she turned her smile at the woman and finally took her hand out and gave the woman the invitation and then the wand.
“There you go..”

With a quick inspection of the wand, Clarissa set Isabella's invitation off to one side. "You're welcome." She replied warmly as she handed back the wand. "A very beautiful wand." She complimented before going on. "You may pass through to the next checkpoint."

Waiting patiently for Angelina to find the invitation, Clarissa kept an eye out on the indignant man whom Warren and Nathan were dealing with. Goodness.

She contemplated briefly about going there, but restrained herself from doing so when the invitation and wand was handed over. "Thank you!" She inspected the wand carefully before handing it back.

"Everything seems to be in order. There is a gift table for present. You'll reach it once you make it past the attire checkpoint." She explained.

Waving for the next guest to come forward, Clarissa smiled in welcome. "Name, division, wand, and invitation please." She requested as she held a small clipboard in hand.

Gabriella smiled back and said,"Gabriella Kayla Doucette, Deparment of Magical Education, Examinations Authority." She opened her bag and rummaged around for a few seconds before handing over her wand(Mahogany,11', Unicorn hair) and the invitation. She handed to the woman and waited.

"Thank you" Isabella said then walked in. She smiled at the others at the front then hurried pass.

Epaulet stomped his other foot, slamming his hands back on his narrow hips. "This is an outrage!!! Ah assure you mah credentials are impeccable! And eef you make the most grievous mistake of escorting me from zee premises, I shall go... and tek mah gift with me. Mah gift... eef you should wonder... are the robes zee minister is wearing at zis verrah moment. And two of the bridal attendant's gowns. Zat is mah art they are wearing, and I do not feel ze need to explain mah art- or mahself- to you. Now... stand aside und let me pass... Unless, zat is, ze dress code has been changed from 'twilight colours' to bare naked Minister." He glared up at the security officer, daring him to not let him through.

Of course that everything was in order.
Angelina accepted her wand back and then listened to the woman.
The gift table of course.. and then.. erm what? Attire checkpoint? Merlin.. all she wanted was to find Reagan and give her the portkey.
There was clearly high security there.
Obviously.
She moved her eyes to the woman and smiled. “Thank you for the explanation.”