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Mad Eye Touz · 06-21-2012, 07:14 PM

The entrance to the Prophet's Headquarters is sleek and professional without seeming presumptuous. The building's name overhead the desk assures you that, yes, you are in the right place. Separating the Conference room into its own place are glass walls. Past that and down the corridor are the offices, writer's working space and other rooms.

As you approach the front desk, you see your own reflection on the dark shiny surface of it. It's sleek form fits in well with the Head quarter's entrance. The warm smile of the Prophet's secretary though, washes away whatever sense of intimidation the place could give. If you need anything, don't hesitate to let the receptionist know. And if you find yourself having to wait, the chairs in the waiting area are comfortable and there's even a small little table. Hopefully, you won't be kept waiting too long as there's neither food nor nourishment at your disposal.

BanaBatGirl · 08-25-2014, 01:32 AM

Being that it was a Thursday, Tori was naturally, very, VERY hard at work at her desk ~~read: she was reapplying her lip gloss for the umpteenth time~~. She was SOOOOOOOOO busy, in fact, that she ALMOST didn't hear people at the door. She ALMOST couldn't even take her eyes off her desk. She ALMOST didn't lean around the corner to spy on the people Basil was talking to.

But then she heard a somewhat-familiar sounding voice and ooh la la, the perky redhead decided she could spare a moment from her busy, BUSY day.

She stood and stretched, taking her time strutting to the door. Aha, there was the handsome owner of that familiar voice. He was dead handsome, still, wasn't he? Shame he wasn't interested in ladies like herself. Hmm hmm. Maybe he had changed his mind, since.... he was asking for her? Yes, yes he was.

"Well well, if it isn't your lucky day," the perky redhead peeked around the much shorter editor-in-chief to wink at THAT prosecutor. "Helllllllllllllllllllo."

SlytherinSistah · 08-26-2014, 10:11 PM

Text Cut: Vic-Vic

There really wasn't a reason to wait in the mostly empty reception, yet the tall wizard with a mop of curly, dark hair sitting atop his head had chosen to sit and grab at the first bit of reading material within reach. No follow up thus far on the De Talone case. Interesting. Fascinating. If he could but spend an hour or so in her mind space. The things she must know. The experiences she must've had. The things she must've seen in her lifetime and all cataract free judging by her modus operandi.

These and other such thoughts were not interrupted by the approach of a ruggedly handsome wizard (Vic) as scents and sounds tended to announce people if one were alert enough to pick up on them. One, two, three...Zohar mentally counted the amount of foot steps it took the man to reach him and logged that information for later before looking up with a sociable smile.

"How perky?" He asked as if he thought the man were seeking out a girlfriend, perhaps. He began to fold up the section of the newspaper he'd picked up so that it was exactly as he'd found it.

Text Cut: Skeet!

Zohar turned his attention toward the new voice that had entered the picture. A wizard in red converse introduced himself as Basil Skeeter. Or Reteeks Lisab if you're into doing things backwards. The...ahem...former conwiz and security specialist stood and introduced himself. "Zohar Smith, Mr. Skeeter." Which was, funnily enough, a name that had appeared about a decade ago as being connected with a wizard accused of infiltrating a Gringotts bank location. That Zohar Smith, however was later exonerated and probably standing in this very room with everyone. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I was wondering, sir, if you are accepting opinion pieces from the community?"

Text Cut: Tori

Oh. Thaaaaat perky.

Zohar stifled a chuckle and froze in his position of expectation from Mr. Skeeter when the smokin' hot witch entered the room. This, indeed must have been the one and same redhead the man who'd approached him must've been talking about. He supposed he could see why he would've been seeking her again. She was cute with an über-feminine look and red hair (if one liked that sort of thing). ~~Who didn't!~~

Magical Soul · 08-28-2014, 10:37 PM

Vic's eyebrows slightly raised on his forehead at the man's question. "How many--" He started before another ~~smaller~~ man came to view and introduced himself as the Editor-in-Chief Basil Skeeter. "Oh! Hello, Mr. Skeeter, we've met before but I don't think we've been properly introduced." His department were arresting one of his journalists and interrogating the other one. Ahem. Vic was one of the cool MLErs, though. Besides, the man was wearing a bubble charm. "Ludovicus Bones." He nodded in a way of greeting, and took in Mr. Smith's name as well, who evidently was going to provide some kind of 'opinion' on the community? Interesting.

Almost as interesting as his original business that appeared a second later with that smile and flirtatious wink. Right. The girl could practically pass as his daughter. Did he even need her now that he found the big cheese of this place? He forced out a chuckle at her, "Oh look, there she is." Vic thought the man (Smith) would want to know. "Hey, very lucky indeed." TOO lucky, was she eavesdropping by any chance? Hmm? This was why journalists were on the black list of his boss.

"I am here to ask about this... uhh corner... featured in your paper. I have some concerns. The uhh--" Vic took out the issue that was tucked in the inside pocket of his blazer, "--Bachelor of the Month." he said seriously, looking from the Editer-In-Chief to Bunbury.

sweetpinkpixie · 08-29-2014, 12:44 PM

More newspaper stuffed into his converse was needed. Too late now. Drat.

A knowing smile graced Basil's face as he reached forward to offer his hand towards the man. "Ah, Mr. Smith," he nodded...pushing up just a tiny bit on his tip toes to give himself a bit more elevation. "Pleasure." And there was Victoria. He cleared his throat and threw both visitors a slightly apologetic look.

Professional, Victoria. Keep it professional. Work place, not the mall or whatever girls her age went to flirt.

"Of course. We are always accepting opinion pieces from the public," he nodded. Although the man didn't have to come all the way down here to deliver it in person. A simple owl would do.

His attention then went to the other gentleman, who was also offered a hand for a shake. "Mr. Bones, yes, I do recall our previous meeting." Just barely though. He had been a little preoccupied by other things back then. Namely the smell of urine. "Victoria can field all questions regarding our Bachelor of the Month column."

Basil may sign off on it and publish it, but he tried his best to stay far FAR away from it. Gave him serious anxiety.

BanaBatGirl · 09-07-2014, 02:50 AM

Tori gave polite smiles to the other guy, no idea who he was, but OBVIOUSLY focused all her attention on Bones. The prosecutor. The hunk.... with a funk about the bachelor of the month? Hehehehehe.

She would have to thank Basil later for directing alllllllllll the questions the Bones man had straight to her. Yes. She smirked a little bit and ~~shimmied~~ came forward to where he was pointing at the paper. "Would you like to come back to my desk, Mr. Bones? I have a quill and parchment there." All the better to take notes with, see.

Hehehe. She didn't wait for an answer but gently patted his arm and led the way back to her desk. Come come. Thiiiiiis waaaaay!

Roselyn · 09-07-2014, 03:56 AM

He was a lot busier than he expected to be during the summer, giving him no time to pay his dearest friend a visit like he wanted to. But now that the summer rush was over and he had all the time in the world on his hands now, Bryce happily made his way down towards the Daily Prophet, hands in his jean pockets and whistling a merry tune.

'Course, he didn't forget to bring a gift. In paper bag form. Can't forget THAT.

"OOOOOOooooooooooooh SKEEEEETEEEEER!" He yelled, standing right in the middle of the doorway, arms wide. "HONEY I'M HOOOOOOME!"

Where was that short man he loved to bug so much? Was he in his office? Did the guy hear him? Should he yell louder?

sweetpinkpixie · 09-08-2014, 03:04 PM

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

He was a lot busier than he expected to be during the summer, giving him no time to pay his dearest friend a visit like he wanted to. But now that the summer rush was over and he had all the time in the world on his hands now, Bryce happily made his way down towards the Daily Prophet, hands in his jean pockets and whistling a merry tune.

'Course, he didn't forget to bring a gift. In paper bag form. Can't forget THAT.

"OOOOOOooooooooooooh SKEEEEETEEEEER!" He yelled, standing right in the middle of the doorway, arms wide. "HONEY I'M HOOOOOOME!"

Where was that short man he loved to bug so much? Was he in his office? Did the guy hear him? Should he yell louder?

..........................................no.

No. No. No. NOPE.

Basil very much felt like retreating into his office and locking the door.

"What do you want?" he grumbled, eyeing the paper bag with disdain. NOTHING that came in a paper bag from the wandmaker was EVER good.

Roselyn · 09-10-2014, 02:22 AM

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..........................................no.

No. No. No. NOPE.

Basil very much felt like retreating into his office and locking the door.

"What do you want?" he grumbled, eyeing the paper bag with disdain. NOTHING that came in a paper bag from the wandmaker was EVER good.

There he was!

He was...actually a lot easier to find than Bryce thought he'd be. Especially in the short man's own territory. In fact, he wasn't even kicked out yet sooo...this was a liiittle bit shifty. "HEY! Theeeere's my buddy!" Walking over to the man, a bit of a bounce in his step, he slung his arm over Basil's shoulder and wiggled the guy slightly before staring off into the distance with a big goofy grin plastered to his face.

"I'm inviting you out for lunch. My treat."

sweetpinkpixie · 09-10-2014, 02:51 AM

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There he was!

He was...actually a lot easier to find than Bryce thought he'd be. Especially in the short man's own territory. In fact, he wasn't even kicked out yet sooo...this was a liiittle bit shifty. "HEY! Theeeere's my buddy!" Walking over to the man, a bit of a bounce in his step, he slung his arm over Basil's shoulder and wiggled the guy slightly before staring off into the distance with a big goofy grin plastered to his face.

"I'm inviting you out for lunch. My treat."

Buddy...haha...hardly... but before Basil could say anything his nose was sticking into the wandmaker's armpit, causing the man to gag and essentially cough up a lung.

BODY ODOR ALL UP IN HIS FACE...HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!

"GEROFF!" he grunted while trying to wiggle free, his arms flailing in the air. "I don't need to go out. I have my meals delivered to my office." Where he could eat ALONE and in PEACE.

Roselyn · 09-10-2014, 04:00 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Buddy...haha...hardly... but before Basil could say anything his nose was sticking into the wandmaker's armpit, causing the man to gag and essentially cough up a lung.

BODY ODOR ALL UP IN HIS FACE...HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELP!

"GEROFF!" he grunted while trying to wiggle free, his arms flailing in the air. "I don't need to go out. I have my meals delivered to my office." Where he could eat ALONE and in PEACE.

Even after he let go of him, his grin didn't falter. "That's what I thought you'd say." Which led Bryce to opening the paper bag he brought, taking out one of two sandwiches, and handing it to the man.

"My wife made it." Turkey. With bacon, of course. Pure yumminess.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-10-2014, 01:22 PM

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Originally Posted by Roselyn

Even after he let go of him, his grin didn't falter. "That's what I thought you'd say." Which led Bryce to opening the paper bag he brought, taking out one of two sandwiches, and handing it to the man.

"My wife made it." Turkey. With bacon, of course. Pure yumminess.

......oh Merlin why. Just why?

Basil took a few large steps away from Bryce when movement towards the paper bag happened. Yeah, the LAST time one of those had been in this area had resulted in a mess and horrible clean up.

Sandwiches. The bloke had brought sandwiches. He had planned it out that there was no way the Editor-in-Chief could escape or talk his way out of sharing a sandwich with the dude. Well, there was ONE way he could escape for sure, but Basil did not want to let that kneazle out of the bag.

"What did you do to it?"

sarahlooo · 09-11-2014, 02:47 AM

She was here, yes. And she was very much looking forward to this. The place was a bit too stiff and... professional for her taste, but hey, she didn't work here so she didn't care.

Mae approached the shiny desk where the overdressed employees were and leaned her elbows on it. "Helloooo," she said to whoever wanted to pay attention to her. She had THINGS to discuss. Things.

Roselyn · 09-12-2014, 04:03 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

......oh Merlin why. Just why?

Basil took a few large steps away from Bryce when movement towards the paper bag happened. Yeah, the LAST time one of those had been in this area had resulted in a mess and horrible clean up.

Sandwiches. The bloke had brought sandwiches. He had planned it out that there was no way the Editor-in-Chief could escape or talk his way out of sharing a sandwich with the dude. Well, there was ONE way he could escape for sure, but Basil did not want to let that kneazle out of the bag.

"What did you do to it?"

What did HE do to it?

He could've done a lot actually but, "Nothing. Honest." His grin faded a bit, and he reluctantly pulled out the second sandwich from the bag. "You want this one instead?" Which was his, by the way. Turkey, ham, and cheese. Extra everything. Though the man may not even take that one either, which would've been a bummer.

Now that he thought of it, he should probably voice his reasoning? "Paige came in and received her wand this summer." he said, not so subtly looking for a particular reaction. Although he was pretty sure after all the details were revealed during the sorting, these two were related.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-14-2014, 01:01 PM

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Originally Posted by sarahlooo

She was here, yes. And she was very much looking forward to this. The place was a bit too stiff and... professional for her taste, but hey, she didn't work here so she didn't care.

Mae approached the shiny desk where the overdressed employees were and leaned her elbows on it. "Helloooo," she said to whoever wanted to pay attention to her. She had THINGS to discuss. Things.

A few pieces of parchment in hand ready to go to the presses, Basil paused mid step - foot hanging in the air - when he saw there was a visitor. "Can I help you?" he asked. Although the answer was obvious.

Obligatory paying attention happening since he had things to do.

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What did HE do to it?

He could've done a lot actually but, "Nothing. Honest." His grin faded a bit, and he reluctantly pulled out the second sandwich from the bag. "You want this one instead?" Which was his, by the way. Turkey, ham, and cheese. Extra everything. Though the man may not even take that one either, which would've been a bummer.

Now that he thought of it, he should probably voice his reasoning? "Paige came in and received her wand this summer." he said, not so subtly looking for a particular reaction. Although he was pretty sure after all the details were revealed during the sorting, these two were related.

Basil eyed the bag again, still unsure if he really wanted to eat something that he had not prepared himself. It was the only way he could be entirely certain that there were no additional contaminators in his food. It was also why he didn't eat out except for ones every full moon. People did weird things during those, and his weird thing was eating outside of his office and letting the barkeep at the Leaky Cauldron make his lunch.

He took the first bag out of courtesy only. It was still undecided as to whether or not he would actually eat it.

"Paige?" he asked, his eyes widening, his voice lowering, and a faint smile appearing on his lips. "You...wanna eat that in my office?"

sarahlooo · 09-15-2014, 02:04 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

A few pieces of parchment in hand ready to go to the presses, Basil paused mid step - foot hanging in the air - when he saw there was a visitor. "Can I help you?" he asked. Although the answer was obvious.

Obligatory paying attention happening since he had things to do.

FIIIIIINALLY. She was wondering if anyone was paying attention to her. This guy finally was.

"Yes, you can," Mae said, leaning against the counter. "You're still doing that bachelor of the month thing, yeah?" She tapped her fingers on the counter as a slightly wicked smile graced her face. "I've got a nomination to make." And it was a good one.

Roselyn · 09-17-2014, 06:13 AM

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Basil eyed the bag again, still unsure if he really wanted to eat something that he had not prepared himself. It was the only way he could be entirely certain that there were no additional contaminators in his food. It was also why he didn't eat out except for ones every full moon. People did weird things during those, and his weird thing was eating outside of his office and letting the barkeep at the Leaky Cauldron make his lunch.

He took the first bag out of courtesy only. It was still undecided as to whether or not he would actually eat it.

"Paige?" he asked, his eyes widening, his voice lowering, and a faint smile appearing on his lips. "You...wanna eat that in my office?"

Basil took the bag. HA! He... well, he was actually a bit shocked, but he tried not to show it, having quite honestly expected to be eating two sandwiches for lunch that day. Though the real shocker was even Basil looked surprised when he mentioned Paige which made Bryce all kinds of confused.

Plus he was being invited into the man's office for lunch, soooo...

"Um, yea, sure. Okay." This WAS the reason that he was here after all; lunch and maybe some conversation and stuff. Something he had to remind himself, 'cause how many times did these plans really go according to plan? Not often, he could tell anyone that.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-17-2014, 11:00 AM

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FIIIIIINALLY. She was wondering if anyone was paying attention to her. This guy finally was.

"Yes, you can," Mae said, leaning against the counter. "You're still doing that bachelor of the month thing, yeah?" She tapped her fingers on the counter as a slightly wicked smile graced her face. "I've got a nomination to make." And it was a good one.

Leaning...yes. That was a good thing. Made her look shorter so he didn't feel so bad about not having extra newspaper stuffed in his shoes to help with his vertically challenged self.

"We do," he said. Merlin why had he ever allowed Cameron to start that up? They were a news source. Not a dating service. "Do you have a picture and formed filled out for this individual?"

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Basil took the bag. HA! He... well, he was actually a bit shocked, but he tried not to show it, having quite honestly expected to be eating two sandwiches for lunch that day. Though the real shocker was even Basil looked surprised when he mentioned Paige which made Bryce all kinds of confused.

Plus he was being invited into the man's office for lunch, soooo...

"Um, yea, sure. Okay." This WAS the reason that he was here after all; lunch and maybe some conversation and stuff. Something he had to remind himself, 'cause how many times did these plans really go according to plan? Not often, he could tell anyone that.

Clutching the bag, of which whose contents he still had no intention of actually eating, he turned sideways and nodded his head towards the back.

"Follow me then," he said. Optimally, the break room was a bit more spacious AND has his plastic tumbler cup with his kale juice in the fridge AND where he enjoyed eating lunch on Mondays and Thursdays for a change of scenery...but he didn't want his personal business to be overheard and his office already had the appropriate spells in place to prevent eavesdropping. So...office it was today.

sarahlooo · 09-17-2014, 04:51 PM

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Leaning...yes. That was a good thing. Made her look shorter so he didn't feel so bad about not having extra newspaper stuffed in his shoes to help with his vertically challenged self.

"We do," he said. Merlin why had he ever allowed Cameron to start that up? They were a news source. Not a dating service. "Do you have a picture and formed filled out for this individual?"

Form? "I've got a picture. No form though." Was she magically supposed to conjure one up? Mae didn't actually READ the newspaper, so if there had been a form in there, she wouldn't have known.

"Wouldn't happen to have a spare, would ya?" Obviously he would. Or he better. Please and thank you. While she waited for a form, Mae dug through her purse and pulled out a wallet sized photo of her friend. "There he is. Valeray Tarantino." Cute, wasn't he?

sweetpinkpixie · 09-20-2014, 01:01 AM

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Form? "I've got a picture. No form though." Was she magically supposed to conjure one up? Mae didn't actually READ the newspaper, so if there had been a form in there, she wouldn't have known.

"Wouldn't happen to have a spare, would ya?" Obviously he would. Or he better. Please and thank you. While she waited for a form, Mae dug through her purse and pulled out a wallet sized photo of her friend. "There he is. Valeray Tarantino." Cute, wasn't he?

Picture, well, it was a start at least. He had been expecting it to be in some sort of envelope or something, but no such luck. Now he had to look at yet another handsome bloke - one who had oh-so-conveniently forgotten how to button his own shirt - and feel even shorter.

"Right then," he said, nodding towards the counter top for her to place it there. He wasn't about to just take it from her like that. Who KNEW what was in that purse and what all the man's face had rubbed up against in there! "You can use the quill here on the counter to fill this out," he said, using his wand to guide a piece of parchment towards here. "Name, age, likes, dislikes, whatever you think will help make your....friend look appealing."

sarahlooo · 09-23-2014, 05:40 PM

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Picture, well, it was a start at least. He had been expecting it to be in some sort of envelope or something, but no such luck. Now he had to look at yet another handsome bloke - one who had oh-so-conveniently forgotten how to button his own shirt - and feel even shorter.

"Right then," he said, nodding towards the counter top for her to place it there. He wasn't about to just take it from her like that. Who KNEW what was in that purse and what all the man's face had rubbed up against in there! "You can use the quill here on the counter to fill this out," he said, using his wand to guide a piece of parchment towards here. "Name, age, likes, dislikes, whatever you think will help make your....friend look appealing."

This guy had a weird attitude. Daily Prophet people were so stiff and uncomfortable weren't they? Regardless, Mae set the picture of Val down on the counter. Then she picked up the quill and looked over the piece of parchment of writing down all the best information about her dear friend. She took a few minutes to do so, perhaps laughing to herself quietly on occasion. Oh, she wondered if she would get any appreciation from this. Perhaps.

A few minutes later, she tapped her quill on the counter and slid the completed parchment across the shiny counter towards the short newspaper man. "Here you go. Oh, and be sure not to leave this part out," she said, pointing to one specific sentence. Ladies need not apply. Yes, that was important. If Val had to go on a date with a girl, he would kill her. Heh.

"Thank youuu!" she said cheerfully before quickly prancing out of the office. Now she had to go tell Deacon what she had done. Hehe.

sweetpinkpixie · 09-27-2014, 07:36 AM

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This guy had a weird attitude. Daily Prophet people were so stiff and uncomfortable weren't they? Regardless, Mae set the picture of Val down on the counter. Then she picked up the quill and looked over the piece of parchment of writing down all the best information about her dear friend. She took a few minutes to do so, perhaps laughing to herself quietly on occasion. Oh, she wondered if she would get any appreciation from this. Perhaps.

A few minutes later, she tapped her quill on the counter and slid the completed parchment across the shiny counter towards the short newspaper man. "Here you go. Oh, and be sure not to leave this part out," she said, pointing to one specific sentence. Ladies need not apply. Yes, that was important. If Val had to go on a date with a girl, he would kill her. Heh.

"Thank youuu!" she said cheerfully before quickly prancing out of the office. Now she had to go tell Deacon what she had done. Hehe.

Basil eyed the picture again for a moment, already cringing at the shrill shriek that was sure to come out of Cameron's mouth when she saw this next "hot ticket" as she liked to describe them. Tearing his eyes away - and checking the buttons on his own shirt - he returned his attention to the woman who was handing him the form.

"Which pa ----- oh. OH. Yes. Of course," he nodded. "I'll pass all this on to the journalist in charge of the column."

Basil waited until the woman had left before he stopped sucking in his gut and sent a paper memo off to the work area for Cameron to come pick up the paperwork and photo. He had more pressing matters to attend to.

Cedric · 01-17-2015, 05:16 PM

Well, it wasn't every day that the Daily Prophet, Victoria Bunbury specifically, asked the WWN for some extra deets about music events. Like, didn't they cover those things as well? Maybe because the WWN just knew way more than those Daily Propheters. Yeah. Probably that.

BUT, Paulie Foster was more than willing to help. Anything for an old flame, right?

He ambled on over to the front desk to ask for Ms. Bunbury.

Still rather strange though, that Louisa had to be the one to inform him about this meeting. Like SHEESH, was Tori so busy that she couldn't even drop him an owl? Rude.

BanaBatGirl · 01-19-2015, 05:33 AM

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Well, it wasn't every day that the Daily Prophet, Victoria Bunbury specifically, asked the WWN for some extra deets about music events. Like, didn't they cover those things as well? Maybe because the WWN just knew way more than those Daily Propheters. Yeah. Probably that.

BUT, Paulie Foster was more than willing to help. Anything for an old flame, right?

He ambled on over to the front desk to ask for Ms. Bunbury.

Still rather strange though, that Louisa had to be the one to inform him about this meeting. Like SHEESH, was Tori so busy that she couldn't even drop him an owl? Rude.

Someone was in the lobby for her? Well this was unplanned. Good thing she was in the offices when whoever this was decided to call. Tori click-clacked out from her desk, flipping through a file as she walked, and didn't even look up at first. "Who is it?" she asked the receptionist, finally peeking out from under her hair to see if the person was still waiting.

Wait.

Stop the press.

Hold the phone.

Paulie FREAKING Foster was here????????!

"What do YOU want?" she blanched at the sight of him at first, then made some attempt to recover by looking him over from head to toe and snapping her file shut. She crossed her arms over it and hugged it to her chest, quickly slipping on a great, fake smile. Basil had said she needed to be more professional, so here her attempt went.

"I mean, welcome to the Daily Prophet offices, Mr. Foster, how can I assist you today?"

Cedric · 01-30-2015, 08:26 PM

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Someone was in the lobby for her? Well this was unplanned. Good thing she was in the offices when whoever this was decided to call. Tori click-clacked out from her desk, flipping through a file as she walked, and didn't even look up at first. "Who is it?" she asked the receptionist, finally peeking out from under her hair to see if the person was still waiting.

Wait.

Stop the press.

Hold the phone.

Paulie FREAKING Foster was here????????!

"What do YOU want?" she blanched at the sight of him at first, then made some attempt to recover by looking him over from head to toe and snapping her file shut. She crossed her arms over it and hugged it to her chest, quickly slipping on a great, fake smile. Basil had said she needed to be more professional, so here her attempt went.

"I mean, welcome to the Daily Prophet offices, Mr. Foster, how can I assist you today?"

There was clacking. Clacking with determination. SOMEONE was on a mission.

Click clack click clack.

Paulie watched as Tori Bunbury herself clacked her way into the lobby. Not that he spotted her face straight away, but the red hair covering that face. Undoubtedly Tori's. He couldn't help but grin when she came into view, and then when she spotted him.. 'What did HE want?' Well, his grin pulled some more, enough to separate his lips and expose those pearly whites. "Nice to see you, too."

He slipped his hands into his pockets and meandered over some to get a better look. It was his turn to examine her head to toe. "Gosh, ya look like a proper professional." Like.... SLACKS. There were slacks.

Paulie wasn't a fan of the word 'slacks.' It reminded him of being forced into Easter clothes and getting his hair parted and combed in a fussy fashion.

"I'm assistin' you, as I recall." Louisa did affirm that this would be a good hour for Tori.

BanaBatGirl · 02-02-2015, 12:42 AM

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There was clacking. Clacking with determination. SOMEONE was on a mission.

Click clack click clack.

Paulie watched as Tori Bunbury herself clacked her way into the lobby. Not that he spotted her face straight away, but the red hair covering that face. Undoubtedly Tori's. He couldn't help but grin when she came into view, and then when she spotted him.. 'What did HE want?' Well, his grin pulled some more, enough to separate his lips and expose those pearly whites. "Nice to see you, too."

He slipped his hands into his pockets and meandered over some to get a better look. It was his turn to examine her head to toe. "Gosh, ya look like a proper professional." Like.... SLACKS. There were slacks.

Paulie wasn't a fan of the word 'slacks.' It reminded him of being forced into Easter clothes and getting his hair parted and combed in a fussy fashion.

"I'm assistin' you, as I recall." Louisa did affirm that this would be a good hour for Tori.

Wow, he was actually smiling at that greeting. Was there nothing Tori could do that would upset Paulie? Because there was plenty that HE had done to upset her...

She pursed her lips while he looked her over. "I AM a proper professional, Paulie," the redhead sighed rather than snapped. He was incorrigible, incurable, irredemable, and hopeless. She shook her head at him and turned around without further ado.

He was assisting her? Yeah, she would see about that. "Let's talk by my desk." The redhead sashayed off without another word. Click-clack-click-clack... follow along like a good little boy, Foster.

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