After realising what the time was and that she was slowly falling to sleep, Eliora had finished off the last little bit of work she was doing, grabbed herself a coffee and headed to catch up with the guy in her life. There was a slightly spring in her step as she made her way from her department to their meeting spot. Y'know, the meeting spot that wasn't hidden around a corner where they hopefully weren't going to be seen. Gosh. Keeping things on the down low was a bother. But she needed it to stay quiet. Not for any proper reason, but more so so that she had something for herself outside of work.

Her Nate.

Not that she was soft or anything.

... Not at all.

Putting a coffee in front of her boyfriend's face, Eliora stole his newspaper and sipped on her own drink. "You read the most boring of things, Nate." And she wasn't going to read it, so she folded it up and sat on it so that he couldn't get it back.

Attention on her, please.

Nathan looked up as there was a coffee in his face, then his paper was gone. He took the coffee and in the stead of his paper sat an insanely beautiful woman.

Aaaaaaaand that insanely beautiful woman was there to see him. So that was nice, but he wasn't gonna say anything about it out loud cause that would make things soft. That wasn't happening. Cause they didn't do that.

"It's a muggle paper.. I like to know what's going on in my city." He said and sipped the coffee, grinning at her. "How's your day going, Eli?"

There was a certain goofiness in her presence. Because she did all these things to him, emotional, feelings-related things. It was weird and still kinda new. But this was nice, he liked the feeling of having someone care about him, it was good and it was his. She was his. Not that he'd say that.

"It's a muggle paper.. I like to know what's going on in my city." She mimicked him as best as she could, before sneaking a kiss on his cheek, hidden by his coffee cup. "I hope you realise that that isn't your city anymore, and you're stuck here now." Or maybe the paper was a hint at something? Was he moving back? Was he going to f-woahkay, they weren't a big soft and serious thing and therefore she didn't need to consider it.

"It's fine, just busy as always. I've had a lot of coffee though. And I may have looked at Aron's behind when he bent over at one point. That was definitely the highlight of my day." Eliora gave him a grin, a teasing one, because he knew she had a soft spot for the attractive men in her department, and they weren't at all a threat. Unless they were Rusty, because he was the light in her work day if she saw him. Really, he was. She would willingly offer her lips if he ever required life saving. Or just kissing.

"I hope you appreciate that I brought you the best coffee in this place. You're not allowed it unless I bring it."

Oh and ho, she loVED it.

Nate grinned at the mockery, it was actually a pretty good impression. "They say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery." Grinning at the kiss on the cheek he sipped his coffee again, it was quite good at least for what he assumed Ministry Coffee had to offer.

SHe did, technically have a point. Hmm. "I know, new city and all. That doesn't mean i can't check in on my old one." Maybe there was a bit of that softness in his tone, maybe he would use it for a moment. "They don't have you in New York, so i like it here better." And there was another sip of Le Coffee.

Sip sip sip.

"Does he have a nice Bum?" He asked and chuckled. "I met a few of my coworkers, the only ones i've met are women other than my boss. Though i haven't been checking out 'Bums'" He said the last part of the sentence with his best impression of her, it was good, but it was funny and silly and he was hoping to make her laugh.

Blah, blah, blah.

Eli shrugged, took a few more sips of her coffee and tapped her finger on the cup. "They also say that Nathan Prince doesn't need any more flattery, or that head of his might explode." And she would be lying if she said that she wouldn't find that somewhat funny. Head. Kaboom. Brains on the wall. A head explosion would have made her favourite story much better.

Rose could sit on the wood, and then Jack's head could explode.

Ay yi yiiiiiii.

"Nothing is happening there except a life that you aren't living. Let it go." Because if he got attached to that place, then he'd miss his old life and yada yada oh-- no. No.

"His bum is the reason he's a one." And his face, yes. She rolled her eyes at his impression of her, mumbling something that he sounded like Briar-Rose. Oops.

"Is that what they say about Nathan Prince? I thought it was something more along the lines of him being extremely good looking?" He said and did a really cheesy smile on purpose.

Jokes, he was in a jokey mood for some reason.

"My head is too nice to explode. You'd miss it!" He poked her nose. "So i should read the prophet?" He could see where she was coming from. But he didn't miss his old life. He didn't want to steal anything and he'd resisted trying to steal secrets or anything super rare from his department. he felt like that was something worth being proud of. "And why am I, a one?" He asked, grinning. Because it was something she called him more than once, so he knew where he was on the rating scale. Or at least where he used to be. Had he lost a number? That would be a shame.

Har har har. Eli rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Nah, he isn't anything special. I think he looks a bit like a toad, in all honesty." And that was clearly the truth, and proven by the grin on her face and the laugh she was having to hold in. He wasn't getting her real thoughts, but only because he was well aware of her...somewhat feelings for him. The itty bitty amount that they didn't talk about.

Miss it? She did laugh then, letting out the pent up noise she'd held in for a few seconds out finally. "I think you should read the things that you want to read." She wasn't to tell him what he could and could not read. That wasn't her job as girlfriend. Her job was to keep him company when he needed attention and to sofa cuddle with Jack and Rose. (That was her, but she was fine with saying it was him) "You're a one, too, Nate. Don't think you've lost your space." Actually, he'd just joined Rusty up at the top of her list.

Rusty was her main man in this place, yo.

Dizzle.

Nathan made a pouty face. Full of goofiness today. Why? What was bringing on all of this? "Lieeees" He whispered. Cause she was all grins and he thought it was kinda cute, but he wouldn't call her cute. She wouldn't really like that. At least he didn't think she would. Didn't seem like her kinda compliment.

"I plan to, i read lots of things i doubt you'd like. But i think reading is suited better when your girlfriend isn't around, or sitting on your reading material." He wiggled his eyebrows. He knew she couldn't tell him what to do but maybe she had a point. Maybe keeping one foot in an old world was bad for change? Maybe it would keep you from changing. Hmm.

"Good, i don't have a rating system. But if i did you'd be up there." Yupp, that was a compliment, right?

"Your girlfriend? Well, Mr. Prince, I don't think you should be accepting coffee from ladies other than that girlfriend of yours." She had already actually finished her coffee, but continued to pretend to sip at it so she didn't look like a coffeeholic, although he already knew that. "Anyway, I feel like you should read only things prescribed by your girlfriend. I hear that she enjoys gossip magazines almost as much as coffee."

Oh, Witch Weekly.

Oh, Teen Witch Weekly.

Oh, everything.

OH COFFEE ♥

"Up there, or at the top?" This answer was important. Nate,. answer correctly.

Nate smirked. "Why, do you think my girlfriend's the jealous type?" He said jokingly. He honestly wasn't sure if she considered herself jealous or not. He felt like most people did even if they weren't that bad. Then there were those who were the opposite.

"Really? Only gossip mags? What if i want to read some literature? or fiction?" He joked and sipped his coffee which he just finished and was glad that she got for him. Coffee always helped, almost as much as seeing her.

"Both? Up there would be the top?" He wiggled his eyebrows. He was in the same place as other guys on her list so why couldn't she be on his? Hmm?

Deliah was not that hungry she was just wanting to make some friends so she stopped by the hangout area in the food court and hoped that somebody would drop by soon she hated the fact that she had been off sick for so long

Munching on bits of fruit from a bowl he had picked up from the big selection of foods available Logan was sitting, legs stretched out on one of the comfy sofas. Extracting the morning prophet which he had discarded for a few minutes extra sleep from his robes pocket, he flipped the pages until he came to the sports section. Blowing some curly strands of dark blond hair out of his face Logan started to read up on the latest quidditch news.

Deliah saw a younger man reading the prophet and said "Any interesting happening in the field of qudditch"

Logan was at his best reading about his favourite quidditch teams latest match when he was interrupted by a female voice. Raising his gaze over the paper to look up at the owner of the voice he said "I think that depends on what team you are cheering for? I'm a Chudley Cannons fan." Plucking some fruit from the bowl beside him, he said to introduce himself. "I'm Logan by the way. I work in Accidents and Catastrophes." He wasn't going to give up his job title unless the older woman asked.

Deliah smied and said "Yeah true i am a fan of all the teams to be honest, nice to meet you Logan, I am Deliah i work in Games and Sports"

Lex had to admit, when she'd gotten into her list of approved items of reward she thought the woman had only been joking; essentially doing that condescending thing again so when she actually got handed the chocolate frog there was a genuine smile near grin as she accepted. "I've been told I'm dead amusing but only by the people with the best sense of humour." Might have sounded like a compliment but it was more truth than anything else. Alexa was a hit or miss, one either liked her or they didn't. You either appreciated the things she had to say or you most certainly didn't.

Quite the shame the lady was so against sugar quills. They used to get her through homework when the frogs proved too much of a distraction for her to be even remotely productive but she didn't press the matter because at least she HAD gotten something chocolatey. That was the most important thing at the end of the day.

So was being invited to sit. That was an interesting turn for a conversation to take, especially one that began in the manner theirs had but Lex wouldn't question it, she simply led the woman over to the Hangout, decidedly not interested in the mundane setting that was the seating area. "Oh yeah, every single one of 'em was Slytherin. Imagine the disappointment when the hat sorted me on the red team. Could have sworn the hat called me a half blood or something." No really...it was ridiculous.

"Don't think they ever proper accepted it...especially not after I broke my cousin's jawbone for insulting the scarlet and gold. Apparently it was 'typical Gryffindor behaviour' and had no place among them." NOT her problem, heh, not at all. It was her darling cousin Aiden's and his busted jaw.

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Lex had to admit, when she'd gotten into her list of approved items of reward she thought the woman had only been joking; essentially doing that condescending thing again so when she actually got handed the chocolate frog there was a genuine smile near grin as she accepted. "I've been told I'm dead amusing but only by the people with the best sense of humour." Might have sounded like a compliment but it was more truth than anything else. Alexa was a hit or miss, one either liked her or they didn't. You either appreciated the things she had to say or you most certainly didn't.

Quite the shame the lady was so against sugar quills. They used to get her through homework when the frogs proved too much of a distraction for her to be even remotely productive but she didn't press the matter because at least she HAD gotten something chocolatey. That was the most important thing at the end of the day.

So was being invited to sit. That was an interesting turn for a conversation to take, especially one that began in the manner theirs had but Lex wouldn't question it, she simply led the woman over to the Hangout, decidedly not interested in the mundane setting that was the seating area. "Oh yeah, every single one of 'em was Slytherin. Imagine the disappointment when the hat sorted me on the red team. Could have sworn the hat called me a half blood or something." No really...it was ridiculous.

"Don't think they ever proper accepted it...especially not after I broke my cousin's jawbone for insulting the scarlet and gold. Apparently it was 'typical Gryffindor behaviour' and had no place among them." NOT her problem, heh, not at all. It was her darling cousin Aiden's and his busted jaw.

Lynley took a seat...on one of the couches. There was no way she would sitting in one of those...terribly slouchy bean bag...things. No. Lynley didn't even think she'd be able to get UP from that thing--not in THESE heels.

"...So you think my sense of humor is...good?" she asked, smirking, cocking an eyebrow at the young woman. Some people, like Lynley, showed their pleasure for someone in...such odd ways.

As she sat down, she crossed her ankles and dug her spoon into the pudding and twisted it about absentmindedly, because Alexa was talking Hogwarts Houses. Serious business, that was.

"There's nothing disappointing about being a Gryffindor, Merlin." Lynley might act like she thought allllll lions were dumb, brash beings--maybe they WERE--but that didn't mean it was BAD. The world NEEDED those people to..you know, stick their necks out there and do the dangerous, stupid things so other people could continue their boring, safe lives.

It all evened out.

....she broke a jawbone? "Wow. You must have quite the punch, Alexa." Lynley chuckled and wondered if the girl was as good with her wand. "My family...have been a mixed bag, actually, but my mother...had she gone to Hogwarts, would have been a snake. My father was actually a Hufflepuff, and my...brother was a Ravenclaw." She chuckled to herself.

"I think your sense of humour is interesting." She corrected before ripping the head off her first chocolate frog. "And it's a good thing. If we all had the same sense of humour the world would be a dull place." Imagine if everyone had the humour of a Ravenclaw. The thought alone could have had her cringing if she'd thought about it long enough. Lex wiggled further into her squishy chair, enjoying the way it all but swallowed her.

More interestig still was the fact the woman hadn't opted to change the subject or label her a bore the moment she began talking Hogwarts houses. It was reassuring if nothing else and provided some common ground for them seeing as most everything else had the potential to turn south fast.

"Well thank you." Lex said, obviously exasperated by the idea itself. "Wish someone would tell that to them. Even my father who's insanely proud of me no matter what took a while to accept the red team." He wasn't nearly as rude about it, not at all but Lex could never ignore the fact he hadn't been as thrilled as she was when she told him about the placement. "It's all the same to me now I guess. I liked it. Only problem is getting them to understand that telling me I have very Slytherin qualities is not the compliment they all think it is." No seriously, the young woman spent a good few years with stark intolerance of them and those in blue.

A satisfied smile broke out on her features at the mention of her punch. "It's better now. Back then I hurt my own wrist too but it was worth it." Gave her cousin a new perspective on life, one they could both appreciate more. "Ever decked anyone?" Serious question, serious serious. Just as serious were the next questions too. "No Gryffindors in the bunch? And where'd your mum go?"

Raising a brow in interest Logan chirped interestedly. "So you work with quidditch everyday? Do you play it too?" For the time being he had forgotten that there were more sports than just quidditch like gobstones for instance. Extending his hand he flashed up a smile to the woman. "It's a pleasure to meet you Delilah. Have you been working in the minstry long?" Or was she a newbie just like him?

Deliah smiled and said "Well i do play qudditch but i work with the Gobstones department and i have been working with the ministry for a while i am actually just not long back after being off sick for a long time"

After procuring her latte and brownie, Kai had initially walked to the seating area.....you know.....where you are supposed to go. She never went there mind you and usually took her food to wander with but, today she wanted to sit. Only......it was rather packed there and she wanted peace and quiet...........at least some elbow room. So, instead she opted to walk over to the more inviting cushy chairs that had fewer persons around them also ,apparently, known as the hangout. She found herself a nice quiet corner and a cushy chair, so she sat herself down and leaned back. She set her brownie plate in her lap, and held her coffee up to her lips for a sip. Thank Merlin for coffee!

Olly was already there. Sitting in a chair nearby. Nibbling on an apple she'd brought from home (yes they owned fruit, shocking huh??). She hadn't been wanting to buy any warm food today, seeing as she was going out for dinner later.

That didn't mean those brownies the woman had didn't look delicious.

Watching her for a moment, Olly decided that the brownies were worth some human interaction. She leaned forward in her chair a little to be close enough for the other woman to hear - and see - her. "Excuse me. Where did you get those?" She nodded towards the brownies. They looked really good.

Kai had settled herself into her chair comfortably and thought herself fairly alone as she sipped at her coffee. Apparently she was mistaken however as she heard someone speaking to her. As she looked up, she saw a woman sitting in a chair not far away...........had she been there a moment ago? (Great observation today there Kai.) Where did she get 'those'? She looked where the woman had been nodding. OH! The plate of brownies in her lap......duh. Why did she even get a plate of them anyways?

"At the dessert bar. They just put a fresh tray out and I couldn't seem to help myself." She said with a smile. Obviously not......was she seriously going to eat all of them? Probably not.........She probably shouldn't....even though she probably could......."Would you like one?" It would only be polite and she seriously didn't need to eat it all.

Oh. That was a...rather obvious answer.

Olly glanced over to the buffet again and considered getting one for herself. Eh. Maybe after work. Maybe she'd get Józsua one too. If they were any good that is. She should probably ask the woman. Since she'd already started a conversation anyway. Might as well get the most of out it.

Speaking ooooooooof....."Thank you. You sure?" Olly reached over to take one of the brownies but paused to wait for the other woman's answer. She HAD paid for them and all. Maybe she'd just been polite.

Kai hadn't expected the question of confirming her offer. If she offered it was okay as far as she knew......right? "Of course, help yourself." She smiled brightly at the other woman and nodded to her.

"You are saving me from feeling guilty. Shared calories don't count." Yes, that was sort of a woman fact. If she ate the plate by herself, she would be calculating the caloric overload that she had consumed but, if she was being assisted in her brownie demolition then only part of the massive number was actually going to be going to her hips. It probably didn't honestly matter and would honestly more than likely be nearly her entire amount of allotted calories in a day. Calories gained during social exchanges went to bonus points in some way and not to her thighs though, she told herself.