Seeing as another person stopped by at the place to be security-checked, Chris headed to the girl in confident paces. As he reached her, he found out that the girl is a teenager. Truly, teenagers always loves traveling around using brooms and he just hoped that the girl was careful enough 'cause the muggles could have seen her if she was negligent during her flight above.

"Hello, Miss. Can you present me an ID of yours? and please hand your broom and traveling cloak to the broom regulator division head." Chris instructed to the girl as he glanced around to see if Jordan was around.

Chris turned to the other girl who showed rudeness a while ago during the commotion that just ended. "I am not being rude, I am just doing my job. Don't take it personally, but really, you're irritable. And that young lady you are talking about wasn't the right person for people to hand their ID with 'cause she isn't a security witch." He explained to the rebelling one but still, he still has managed to smile at her. He didn't mean to be rude at people and all.

He turned to the other girl who just landed. Girls uses brooms as their means of transportation was his conclusion. "Good day, Mademoiselle. Just present me an ID and hand your broom and traveling cloak to Jordan."
Chris enunciated his instructions as the name of the other division head made his voice a little hoarsely.


"Yes. Traveling cloak. You have to hand it to us and yes, you will get your broom back." Chris answered the woman's questions with reverence as he smiled at her feebly.

Chris was a little fascinated about the woman's beauty and no wonder that the girl is beautiful 'cause the girl is the shopkeepr of a beauty products shop an as expected, sellers of beauty products are, of course, lovely. He smiled enthusiastically as the woman presented her ID dutifully.

"You may now proceed, Miss Sophia. Just hand in your traveling cloak and broom to us and you may resort to the camping fields." said Chris permissibly in a deferential way.

"Hi there," Rachel nodded politely to the security guy and pulled out the small slip with a flourish. Presenting the ID to him, she smiled as she caught sight of her picture - remembering the fun day she had spent trying to look her best with Jake in the background yelling at her that it wasn't worth it, that IDs where nationally accepted as being horribly embarrassing.

Eh - she didn't look embarrassing. In fact, Rachel thought she looked quite good and- Excuse me? Give up her broom? "Do I have to? Can't I just shrink it and put it in my pocket? I promise I won't fly," she begged the guy there, eying the area around for someone who looked like they might want to take her precious custom broom away.

Jordan listened to Lilly, nodding his head and looked relatively concerned. When Lilly was finished, Jordan clapped a brief hand on her shoulder and gave her one of those rare, warm smiles.

"It's quite alright," he said calmly, certain he was hearing the man's voice over and over and OVER. A quick glance over his shoulder proved this to be true. "You can take a few minutes to chill out," Jordan went on, looking straight back at Lilly. "Or you can go help out at some of the other entrance places. I'm sure you'll recognise others from our department."

With that, because there really wasn't much time to waste, Jordan moved back over to the general throng of people, after giving Lilly another smile.

"A'iiight. Brooms and cloaks, if you please," the man announced to everyone, finding a second wind.

"yes, of course, i will be back momentarily, i shall just regain my compsure. than you Jordan." lilly said, really greatful to have Jordan as a boss.

Dora managed to keep from rolling her eyes at the man and said, "Irritable... You sir have not seen irritable yet. Now that that's settled can I proceed or do you wish to keep me standing here all day long? YOu have my ID you know my name and the Division I am with... is there anything else. How dare this man keep her waiting and call her irritable... oh my if he wasn't a security officer she would hex him into next week.

"But... What might be the potential harm in me bringing my traveling cloak with me? It's just a cloak." Sophia argued, not even cognitively aware that she just started a sentence with a preposition. "You're darn right I'll get my broom back, because it'd be hard to NOT get it back when you don't turn it in to begin with." Something she had no intentions to do at ALL!

Sophia blinked as she seemed to have become vaguely aware of the security gentleman scrutinizing her appearance. Not too aware though because she was quite used to wizards admiring her. It was whether or not she returned the favor that was the rare find indeed. But when the Security wizard smiled so broadly at her, she knew he wasn't one of those she'd return the favor to.

"Sophia." She emphasized, glowering just a bit at the Miss. Really now, it wasn't like she was five years old anymore. Nodding abruptly, but still clinging to her belongings tightly, she made her way over towards the Broom Control person... ignoring the fact that he had said she could go to the camping grounds once done. Because if he paid any attention at all, he'd know she was going to the VENDOR area first. Some people though . . .

Anyway... What was that? Some guy calling for brooms and cloaks, which meant that was where she was supposed to go first before heading to the vendor area to get her beauty potions set up. "My cloak will be fine with me. As will my broom." Sophia said before he could say anything more to her, or take her belongings. NO WAY was she giving them up.

Chris smiled at her genteelly. Seriously and unexpectedly, the teenager girl was the only person at the place that didn't tend to annoy him that much. And now the girl was asking about her broom? Well, he wasn't the right person to ask about those broom things. "You are now cleared, Miss Rachel. You may proceed but as I instructed before, you have to hand in your broom and traveling cloak to the Broom Regulator Division Head, Jordan." He smiled at her without any trace of annoyance.

"Okay. You can now resort to the field where you can build up tents." said Chris, ignoring all of the woman's complaints and demands. Great! The woman would be out of sight sooner rather than later. Of course, he wouldn't want to keep the woman standing all day long or his ears might burst because of her, really, annoying words.

Then he turned to the DA shopkeeper. Oh right, she wouldn't be at the match 'cause she would sell things. Okay. "Okay, Miss." said Chris, definitely vexing her a bit using 'Miss'. Thud. People tend to disobey rules and the girl is one of them. "Well, you has presented me your ID. Thus, you can now go where you want. But as I said, It is necessary for you to give us your broom and traveling cloak. And if you want to demand something about handing brooms and traveling cloaks to us, I'm not the right person to demand to. Jordan." said Chris with a vexing smile. Now, all of his headaches caused by broom and traveling cloak demands would be passed to Jordan.
After, he assisted the girls. He glanced around and found a man just landed at the place. "Hello. Just present me your ID and give your broom and traveling cloak to Jordan and you may proceed at the field after that." instructed Chris to the man.

"Thanks - and fine," Rachel replied with a slight pout, and headed over to the guy she had spotted mere seconds ago, calling all of them to hand in their brooms. Maybe if Jake would have been with her he could have used his authority to let her keep her broom but he wasn't.

And she didn't need him. She'd follow regulations but if she saw so much as a scratch on her precious broom, she'd sue the whole Ministry. Really.


"Are you Jordan?" she asked as she arrived by his side, already beginning to shed her cloak but keeping a tight hold of her broom (two things that aren't easy to do at the same time...).

Of course, brooms were a very touchy business. Jordan knew that, especially when it came to the female variety who were always dead set on ARGUING.

Bloody women.

"Of course, ma'am," Jordan nodded, smiling politely to the woman and trying not to be condescending. "You may of course keep your cloak; I can understand the worry about that. But, as a matter of security as well as matter of comfort, until I am told otherwise, I need to collect brooms. I don't expect someone such as yourself to break the law and fly around the campsite, but if it fell into the wrong hands?"

He gave her a small smile with just the right amount of sheepishness. "It is necessary for the time-being."

If only he'd been given a little more information by the powers that be.
"Jordan is my name," Jordan nodded, turning to the next young lady. He waited to see if she would want to hand over the cloak, but the broom was another matter. "This closet has anti-intruder charms over it and your brooms are completely safe. I will be keeping an eye on things in here until each broom is returned safely, or one of my employees will. And there is no way any amount of damage will be done to the brooms."

Unless a meteor hits the shed.

"It really is a matter of security..."

Jordan HATED persuading women.

Larry sighed. He put his hand into his small pocket and took out his ID card. "Here have a look," he said to the man with a small serious smile. Come on, he was nearly 38 and people still want his ID card how young does he look. Not that isn't a bad thing of course.

Annoyed, Rachel placed her broom between her legs and quickly took off her cloak, passing it to Jordan without a second look. It was old anyway, and had a few holes in it - she didn't really care what happened to it. As for her broom... "Look, I argued with my uncle for hours before coming here and I'm not in the mood for some more banter," she commented as he finished what must have been a well rehearsed speech.

Too bad it worked. She knew a little about security but a lot about authority - and she respected it. Being a good girl when the situation needed it was high on Rachel's list, which was good for this Jordan guy. "So, you're telling me you will stick a poor fellow here to guard this shed while the rest of us are at the game?" she asked with a slightly disapproving tone as she glanced around, almost expecting to see a sad, pitiful man with a dunce hat waiting for his punishment.

"Good," she nodded her approval, and gingerly handed him her broom, making sure that her engraved name was visible so that he would KNOW this wasn't just some broom to her.

Jordan remained quiet and let the young lady speak, taking her cloak and checking it over with a few charms. When that was done he stowed it in one of the areas, committing to memory who it belonged to. By the time he'd turned back, the girl had handed him the broom too. He smiled warmly and took it, carefully looking it over and just being able to TELL there wasn't anything wrong with it. He'd check all the brooms properly later.

"I'll be in here unless I get called away," Jordan commented, storing the broom carefully. "You know... since the game is played on brooms, I... yeah, just in case. But aside from that, if I'm not playing, I don't like to watch. On that note, I hope you have a very enjoyable time."

He smiled at the girl, trying not to look condescending. He had, of course, no reason to be condescending at all.

Lilly walked back over to Jordan after calming down and stood next to him saying, "alright, do you want the job of persuading or do you want to put the things in the shed? it's easier to have one doing each, as to not lag." lilly was happy to get back to work, so she thought she would hop back to it. she hoped Jordan didn't think she was over stepping her bounds. she wasn't trying to.

Chris smiled at the man as he took out his ID card and showed it to him. "Okay, you may pass." said he. His job would be so much easy if the one he would assist are just men and women that doesn't have a problem about their rules and regulations.

Jordan shrugged his shoulders at Lilly.

"Dunno," he said, using that shudder-worthy common word. "I'd say I'd persuade... but I think most are in now... So it's really just a case of watching over the brooms."

Which Jordan was doing. He didn't really trust anyone else to do that, but there had to be someone else unless he got called away.

"alright" lilly told Jordan happily, that was something that she did not want to do anyway. "so now we just have to look after them, fun fun" she added

"We did a nice and neat job, Jordan and Lily. And sorry if I was rude." Chris apologized to his co-workers, his voice didn't sound he was sorry but he was sincere. Chris then smiled at them. Now, they just needed to wait for the people who'd checked their broom and traveling cloak with them.

"well alright then." lilly told cris.