lol quotes. yeah nah.
 

"Sure you should've thought of the danger." Shrug. "But its done now and I bet that's throbbing like mad. But it doesn't look broken or like it'll mess up your face for permanent so it'll be okay." He told Alice. And he couldn't really do the whole boo boo kisses thing at work or with an audience. "Lean forward and pinch your nose. A cold wet cloth would help too..." But he wasn't of age and couldn't exactly conjure that.

... where did the rag go?

He took Adds money and counted it into the till, then looked up at 'I made these' and lit up. BROWNIES. ADELAIDE BROWNIES.

"Really? All of 'em?" That would be the best lunch break EVER.

She held up her other sleeve to her nose, seeing as the first was completely blood soaked, ignoring whatever dumb things were coming out of West's mouth now. Hmph. Wasn't like Alice ever needed his help anyway.

The brownies did make her perk up a little, though. A little. "Thanks."

Because Adelaide had said those were for HER, too. Mhm. Vacuum cleaner of a boyfriend wasn't going to be inhaling all of those.

Langen walked up to the counter with her two arms filled with quidditch books. This was completely serious buisness right here. Of the most serious. Yes. Serious enough for those Monopoly mustaches and those monocules, she presumed.

Okay, so not really, but it was serious. Because she wanted to get more information before she started her job at the ministry. The brunette was afraid that she wasn't going to know enough for her own good and get fired within her first year. And that wouldm't suit the plan she was hoping to follow.

But anyway, enough planning for now. She had books to use. The taller girl smiled and put everything on the counter, relief washing over her arms as the pile was taken out of them. Because wooh. She probably needed to get a little bit stronger before she started her job too.

And as luck would have it, she needed to meet with the housekeeper and figure out how bill-paying worked. Because she was officially twenty and she had to figure out how to do that now. That would probably take up the rest of her day. Which sucked, because she wanted to go places too. Like maybe shop for a new quill or some new clothes. But whatever. She had -gasp-adult stuff to do now and fun stuff would have to wait.

Langen smiled at the woman's smiling. Whoa. That was a lot of smiling. But smiling wasn't the issue now. It was the two books and several magazines that were currently taking up her arm space. Maybe she would go to Flourish and Botts later on to find some more. The brunette had to be completely immersed with the world of quidditch for her job. And that meant reading up on it. Reading like a high school student the night before his math final.

"Hello, Miss. I'd like to check out all of these items." She was trying to be professional. Because that's what they were at the ministry, professionals. And she didn't want to go in there and make a fool out of her unprofessional self. So she wanted some practice. And she was now practicing with the lady at the counter. Whatever her name may be. That may be helpful to know. Especially wen you were talking and holding a -eh-hem- professional conversation.

Placing the books and magazines on the counter, the twenty year old thought about getting a manicure. But that thought was quickly replaced with the thought of any field work and how she didn't want to spend money on something that would be ruined. Because that was wasteful. And that was her sisters job, not hers. Ana wasted. Langen saved. It was the circle of life.

She should probably say something else so the brunette didn't look weird.

"So, how are you today?" Nailed it. The brown eyed girl picked something from her eyelash and continued thinking about professionalism and how weird it was. Actually, she used to picture the ministry as being completely made of stuffy old men with monocles and suits. That's one of the reasons why she was surprised when she got accepted.

But her full attention should be on this woman, and that's where she made it land.

Of course they'd been busy. She'd heard all about that fiasco at Hogwarts along with the Ministry event that was to happen soon. Plenty to write about, but good business for Mr Skeeter was it not? "Yes, I sure have. Yet I'm sure you are pleased to have such articles to write." After all what was a newspaper if there was no news.. good news or bad news that was.


"A tour first then, perhaps?" That be simpler, that way she could end up where at the back room afterwards where they could then discuss.

The brunette stepped back from the counter and then paused waiting for a go ahead from Mr Skeeter before beginning the tour.

lead the way :3
 

That quill was honestly making her anxious inside and simply because it made her feel the need to sensor everything that came out of her mouth. It wasn't that she had anything to hide, but really it made her feel slightly uneasy. Either way she understood it was much easier when something else did the paper or writing work.

Well then, let the tour begin...

The brunette walked about towards the outer side shelves.

Ophelia shifted her weight as she moved in line and looked happily at the shopkeeper. Five months ago, the magazines in her hands would be like fire to her body, burning her with anger and frustration. Because five years ago, 'Ophie couldn't read. Well, that was not entirely true. The eleven year old could read, but letters constantly got mixed up and the words turned into alphabet soup on the page. But through hours hidden in her houses attic and through thumbing through the pages of various magazines and textbooks, it got better. Not totally, but the small girl didn't want to throw a book every time she attempted to read it. And that was a plus, right?

Standing in the line made the child feel awkward and out of place. For Merlin's sake, the kid was in a dress! But it was needed. Because soon, Ophelia would be going to Hogwarts. And for the life of her, the grey eyed girl did not think she as going to be a Ravenclaw. Which was not a horrible thing, but not good by any means. However, her not so tragic backstory was not something the child was going to get into right now. She had magazines to buy. And they were quidditch magazines! That was like the season finale of magazines!

Ah, and so the summer season began, when all the kids popped around Diagon Alley along with their long lists of supplies and needs and wishful wants. This was nothing to complain about for Erica, or in fact any shopkeeper, as this meant good business and therefore good profits.

With a warm inviting smile, Erica beckoned the young girl closer as she wondered if the child had been accompanied by an adult. If not, she sure hoped the child would be safe on her own.

"May I help you, dear?" she asked her smile still in its place. Today was the day, Erica had checked her diary that morning and couldn't help but be excited over the fact that she'd be getting her summer assistance within a few hours. Working alone, was usually, no problem at all yet when summer came so did a lot more tasks and important things to do that she simply did not always have enough energy or time to do on her own. This was why she greatly appreciated the summer interns.

The door opened and, of course, Erica's first instinct was to check what kind of customer she had to deal with so early in the morning. Lucky for her that wasn't the matter, or so she hoped not.

"Excuse me?" she began backing away of the counter to walk towards the new face. "Are you one of my summer interns?" she asked hoping he was. After all he did appear to look around the right age.

Here for the Internship! :D
 

Kace was excited for this internship. He got dropped off by his mom today. She was so proud he signed up for one. I mean what better way to work in a place where your favorite sport is? He loved Quidditch and he loved playing it in his first year. Anyways back to the task at hand, he needed to go and visit Miss. Dixon. He made his way towards the front desk and noticed the other intern it seemed like beat him here. He smiled and nodded towards him. He waited patiently and then he heard the women's question and Kace raised his hand. "I am here for the summer internship." He didn't know about the other kid but he seemed like the right age.

Hellllllllloo pretty Quidditch lady. Ahem. Eddie grinned as she began to approach him, trying his hardest not to let how nervous he was show. Darcy's didn't do nervous.

At the opening of the door, and the footsteps close to him, he turned his head a little, offering the other boy (who looked about the same age - intern number two?) a friendly nod. Excitement and nervousness were fighting for a place on his face, and Eddie tried to counteract them by grinning (and secretly twisting his hands together behind his back). He so wanted to be good at this, and to have fun, otherwise he was scared that his mother had forced him to waste his summer.

"........." As soon as Ms. Dixon asked the question, his mouth was open ready to answer, but it seemed he hadn't been quick enough. Snapping it closed, he tried not to scowl at the other boy. Eddie was here at his friendliest. Or trying to be. "Yeah, summer intern, Eddie Darcy." He managed to stop twisting his hands and stick one out to shake, then. All professional like.

As the women was welcoming her, he smiled warmly. She seemed nice so his nerves went down. She got his name right and he nodded. "Yep it is pronounced as Case." he said just giving her the heads up. Ah her name was Erica. That was an easy name to remember. His other co worker was named Eddie. He made a mental note for that. Then he saw the list she put out for them. She asked him to do the List One. He smiled and accepted it. "Sure Miss Dixon I can do the shelves and display counters and customers.." he told her confidently. In fact he was quite nervous but they were gonna switch soon anyways. He thought that idea was genius. As for the any questions he had none. He waited and wondered about Eddie. "I mean Eddie if you wanna do option one I do not mind it is up to you.." he offered his new co worker the offer before starting his task assigned.

ooc: Awww you are sooo very welcome! I am quite excited for this internship! <3

Kace smiled and was glad Eddie was speaking up for him. "Yeah Erica thanks for the opportunity!" He was so happy to be working here. Plus Quidditch was his favorite hobby. Kace was relieved his co worker was fine doing with list two. It seemed easy too. All he had to do was be the teller and help clean. Kace had to unpack shipments and keep the shelves cleaned and tag the prices. Not too bad. Now Kace had a question once everything was clear. "Umm where I am gonna be able to get the new books for me to put on the shelves?" he asked.

Tessa walked up to the counter with a book held tightly in her grip. This was such an interesting sport that they didn't have in the muggle world and she wanted to learn more about it. Tessa opened the book and began to read, waiting for the shopkeeper.

After Kace was busy helping with a customer, he noticed a little girl in need of help at the counter. He walked over and went behind the counter. He put on his friendly smile and asked, "May I help you?"

Tessa looked up suddenly when her attention was needed. She looked up, quiet frightened, she was never good with people. She quickly place her copy of Quidditch Through the Ages that she was reading, on the counter. "I would like to buy the book, please," she said very quietly. Scratch not being good with people, new people scared her half to death. She looked up at him with bewildered eyes, "How much? she asked.