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Situated on the South Side of the Street you can find a rather hip spot: the Shrunken Head Bowling Alley. You heard that right: shrunken heads. There are no muggle bowling balls here. The shrunken heads have opinions and aren't shy to taunt and tell you if you are rubbish. Be aware too that the bowling pins have a tendency to suddenly disappear, move or reappear when you least want them to. Whether you're part of one of the leagues or if you're a social player, come on in: this is the perfect place to kick back with your mates and have a laugh.
The first thing you notice upon entering the bowling alley is the flashing banner right above the counter indicating that this is where the most important person of this establishment is and where you should go first. The counter has the perfect spot, overseeing all the other areas of the bowling alley, so don't try to sneak your way past. A little further down the counter, you can find the Snack Bar, should you feel hungry. It is also overseen by the shopkeeper, which is why the two are directly connected to each other so they can easily offer assistance at both in just a few steps.
Beyond the counter and snack bar awaits the bowling lanes, divided up into three sectors: One to Four, Five to Eight and Nine to Twelve. Even from here you can hear distinct shouts from one of the bowling balls, telling whoever just threw it what a terrible player they are and that they are probably better off going home and knitting a pair of nice woolen socks. Should you not be that much into bowling, make sure to check out the Gaming Corner slightly to the left of the bowling lanes. A small variety of games have been set up, providing you and your friends with an alternative to bowling.
*The proprietor is not responsible for any injuries that may befall customers who drink/eat potentially hazardous items on the menu. If you don't know that the flames on the flaming chili cheese fries are real, and should be put out before consumption, then you shouldn't be eating them. You also shouldn't be drinking exploding lemonade or ordering biting nachos for that matter. Or Acid sauce. How is it you are capable of ordering for yourself?
This shop is NOT STAFFED and has a NPC shopkeeper.
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Love is all that I can give to you Love is more than just a game for two
Two in love can make it
Take my heart and please don't break it Love was made for me and you"
Heads Up!:
Ready for some fun? Hopefully you're good at bowling because your date is at Diagon Alley's very own Shrunken Head Bowling Alley, and its a DOUBLE date. While you've been assigned a special someone, another couple is sharing your lane and you're all encouraged to have a great time together - who will win? Once you get inside you'll see the lane that has been reserved for you. Drinks and snacks will be delivered right to your table as you order them! Don't forget to get your bowling shoes and pick out a shrunken head - and ignore their commentary, they're sure to try and cramp your style.
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Honestly, he'd wondered what in the world he'd been thinking ever since he'd signed up for the whole Matchmaker deal. Yes, he was tired of not having a proper date instead of 'random meetups' as some people called them. But a blind date? What if whoever this person was was incredibly dull and/or stupid? Even worse, what if they were somewhere there was nothing to do but talk? Awkward.
Luckily, he didn't have to worry about the second thing, since the date was to take place at the bowling alley.
Dressed in an outfit that was nice yet appropriate for bowling, Ronan entered the alley wondering what exactly was wrong with muggle bowling balls. At least they didn't shout insults at you, distracting you as you're trying concentrate on making that strike. Anyway, he took a seat at the lane that had been set aside for this date, ordering an elderflower wine to drink while he waited for his date and their fellow 'couple'.
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Matt entered the bowling alley with a highly amused smirk on his face. A DOUBLE date was something he had never done, but it sounded interesting enough. Sure, attention would be shared, but it could be for the better. Hopefully the other guy was a light hearted one and they would be able to joke about some.
The 3rd year YATI made his way towards the specified lane when he saw Ronan. "NO WAY, mate, this is great!" He clapped his hands once rather loudly and let out a laugh as he arrived at the right lane. The young man almost gave up on his idea of joking about with the other guy on the double date now that he saw it was Ronan - that guy never joked, did he? Lol - when he sat down. BUT hope was the last to die. Especially in Matt's case. "What do you think? Have you ever done anything like this?" He asked, amused, as he looked from his fellow YATI to their surroundings to try and spot girls that looked like they were going on a blind date. "I won't ask to swap even if mine's uglier, alright?" He promised before snorting at his own joke.
Lol. This was going to be great.
It was his first time at a date where he had never even SEEN the girl - to the best of his knowledge, that was; maybe she had gone to Hogwarts too and he had just never spoken to her -, which made his picking out a little gift all the more difficult. He had done it nonetheless, but he'd only get it out once the girls were there.
Muehehehe.
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Riley, in all honestly, wasn't that interested in finding love. She wasn't completely against the idea, but she was yet to find anyone that her held her interest in that way for more than a week. It had been her cousin that sent in the blind date application. She wasn't even slightly surprised. It was possible that her sister, Isobel, had also had a hand in it. She was getting married and, apparently, that meant increased concern that Riley 'had someone'. She did, FYI - herself.
But this would be fun nonetheless.
Even if it went terribly and her date - or the other couple sharing their date - were horribly dull, she would still get a couple of games of bowling in, and that was always a win.
Riley arrived in all her freckled glory and joined the two guys who were already there. Her brown eyes took in their appearances. One of them was her date, but which one? They both looked vaguely familiar, which probably meant they had gone to Hogwarts, but Riley was terrible at remembering people and putting names to faces. She offered them an easy smile. "Hiya, 'm Riley. How are ya both? Excited?"
Riley, in all honestly, wasn't that interested in finding love. She wasn't completely against the idea, but she was yet to find anyone that her held her interest in that way for more than a week. It had been her cousin that sent in the blind date application. She wasn't even slightly surprised. It was possible that her sister, Isobel, had also had a hand in it. She was getting married and, apparently, that meant increased concern that Riley 'had someone'. She did, FYI - herself.
But this would be fun nonetheless.
Even if it went terribly and her date - or the other couple sharing their date - were horribly dull, she would still get a couple of games of bowling in, and that was always a win.
Riley arrived in all her freckled glory and joined the two guys who were already there. Her brown eyes took in their appearances. One of them was her date, but which one? They both looked vaguely familiar, which probably meant they had gone to Hogwarts, but Riley was terrible at remembering people and putting names to faces. She offered them an easy smile. "Hiya, 'm Riley. How are ya both? Excited?"
Matt was still watching his surroundings when he spotted a girl coming straight to them. Oh goody, she was one of their dates! And whoa, she had proper LOADS of freckles! Like, loads. It was quite impressive, actually. Made her stand out in the crowd. Matt liked that.
He was still watching the girl closely, almost in awe - SO MANY FRECKLES!! - but he managed to give her a happy smile when she was close enough to introduce herself. He even stood up. See, he had manners unlike some people in the Ministry thought.
RILEY! "Hey, Riley! You're mine one then!" He pointed both of his thumbs at himself for emphasis, his signature cheeky grin on his face. Was that an awkward sentence? Matt didn't think it was. She WAS his date after all. Nothing awkward about that. "I'm great, thanks, how are you!? Yes, we're very excited, aren't we, mate?" He gave his fellow YATI a friendly slap on the shoulder. Riley seemed easy-going enough, Matt approved of that. It'd be easier to deal with Mr. Overly Serious over here. "I'm Matt and this is Ronan. We actually work together, can you believe it?" He said with a laugh. "Oh, here, I got you something."'For the lols', he should've added. The former Gryffindor grabbed the box he had placed on the seat next to where he was sitting and handed it to Riley.
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Nearly as soon as she’d submitted the application, Orianne had second guessed her decision to put herself back out there and date again. She knew Quinn wouldn’t have wanted her to mourn her forever, nearly as if the other girl was whispering it in her ear, but her death had made Orianne revert to her quiet persona again for a while. Aside from when she was singing, anyhow. Although opera didn’t require quite as much in the way of extroversion as most other of the performing arts. Either way, she’d nearly backed down when she’d gotten the owl about her date, but at the last minute she’d changed her mind yet again. One date didn’t mean anything. It was just a bit of fun.
Knowing she was probably later than she ought to have been, the blonde strolled into the bowling alley, still convincing herself she’d made the right decision inside her head up to the moment she’d arrived at the lane already containing the three others. “Bonjour,” she murmured, removing her sunglasses to reveal her green eyes, trying to determine which one was her date. Not that it particularly mattered either way, but she figured it’d help.
And then she’d heard the introductions from the one boy. That solved one riddle.
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SPOILER!!: Matt and Orianne
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Matt was still watching his surroundings when he spotted a girl coming straight to them. Oh goody, she was one of their dates! And whoa, she had proper LOADS of freckles! Like, loads. It was quite impressive, actually. Made her stand out in the crowd. Matt liked that.
He was still watching the girl closely, almost in awe - SO MANY FRECKLES!! - but he managed to give her a happy smile when she was close enough to introduce herself. He even stood up. See, he had manners unlike some people in the Ministry thought.
RILEY! "Hey, Riley! You're mine one then!" He pointed both of his thumbs at himself for emphasis, his signature cheeky grin on his face. Was that an awkward sentence? Matt didn't think it was. She WAS his date after all. Nothing awkward about that. "I'm great, thanks, how are you!? Yes, we're very excited, aren't we, mate?" He gave his fellow YATI a friendly slap on the shoulder. Riley seemed easy-going enough, Matt approved of that. It'd be easier to deal with Mr. Overly Serious over here. "I'm Matt and this is Ronan. We actually work together, can you believe it?" He said with a laugh. "Oh, here, I got you something."'For the lols', he should've added. The former Gryffindor grabbed the box he had placed on the seat next to where he was sitting and handed it to Riley.
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Nearly as soon as she’d submitted the application, Orianne had second guessed her decision to put herself back out there and date again. She knew Quinn wouldn’t have wanted her to mourn her forever, nearly as if the other girl was whispering it in her ear, but her death had made Orianne revert to her quiet persona again for a while. Aside from when she was singing, anyhow. Although opera didn’t require quite as much in the way of extroversion as most other of the performing arts. Either way, she’d nearly backed down when she’d gotten the owl about her date, but at the last minute she’d changed her mind yet again. One date didn’t mean anything. It was just a bit of fun.
Knowing she was probably later than she ought to have been, the blonde strolled into the bowling alley, still convincing herself she’d made the right decision inside her head up to the moment she’d arrived at the lane already containing the three others. “Bonjour,” she murmured, removing her sunglasses to reveal her green eyes, trying to determine which one was her date. Not that it particularly mattered either way, but she figured it’d help.
And then she’d heard the introductions from the one boy. That solved one riddle.
Almost immediately, she noticed him looking at her face - probably her freckles, let's be honest - but it didn't bother her. She was used to people staring. Sometimes they looked awed, sometimes...not so much, but she didn't let the judgy people get to her. In return, she looked him over. He was cute enough. As blind dates went, - and she had no previous experience in that department to compare to - they were off to a good start.
"'M ya one, am I?" Riley raised an eyebrow and laughed at his phrasing. "Good, yeah, I'm great." She paused. "Just so ya know, my cousin signed me up for this." She thought it best that he knew that she hadn't signed herself up looking for love. "'m willing to see how it goes, though," she added. She was an open person and that included being open to love. It just so happened that, in her twenty-one years, she was yet to experience it. Riley looked at the other guy, again trying to put his face and name to her Hogwarts' memories. "Ronan? Nice to meet ya." That name was vaguely familiar to her. "Oh, do ya? What are ya jobs?" She was genuinely curious. If they worked at the Ministry, she might see them around there.
"Oh," she said, surprised by his gift. "That's so random!" She laughed and inspected it. It appeared to be a duck on a bike. She hadn't thought to bring him anything. She would....bring her game and beat the other couple's bowling score, she decided. That could be her gift to him. Then, just as she was about to try the duck-on-a-bike out, the final member of their double date arrive. She seemed quiet...and French? Riley offered the woman an easy smile and introduced herself. "Hiya. 'm Riley." She then turned to Matt. It would probably be polite to let Ronan and the woman get acquainted. "Wanna get some food?" She didn't wanna bowl on an empty stomach.
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He had been about to check his watch to make sure of the time when Matt showed up. Loudly. Honestly, could he ever be stealthy? Or serious?
"I did something sort of like it back at Hogwarts...." If hanging up a sign and seeing who showed up counted, anyway. Oh, Matt had jokes about swaping, huh? "You might have to worry about both of them leaving with me," he joked back. See, he wasn't serious all the time. He just understood that there was a time for jokes and a time to be serious.
Soon they were approached by someone who appeared to be one of the girls in question. Who was all freckles. He did have to admire her bravery. Most women tried to cover even a light dusting of freckles with make-up. "Hello, Riley, nice to meet you too," he greeted, with a look in Matt's direction that read 'Real smooth'. "We're both in the Auror training program." As for why his name sounded familiar, well, there were any number of places she could've heard it. Though it was most likely they had been at Hogwarts together.
Pretty soon, they were approached by someone wearing sunglasses indoors. Well, he wasn't one to say anything since he'd been guilty of the same after a long night. "Bonjour." The greeting came just natural as ever, even though he hadn't used his French in what...a year? "Je m'appelle Ronan. Et tu es?" Of course, he could already guess, but he wanted to be polite. "You look pretty," he continued in French. That wasn't him being polite, but rather genuine.
'Je m'appelle Ronan. Et tu es?'= 'My name is Ronan. And you are?'
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Aahhh, Ronan probably meant Incendio. "Yeah, me too. Sort of." Matt had used Incendio several times, so this blind date thing wasn't exactly new to him either. Although back at Hogwarts he was able to see his date's face before they met, so he could have a slight idea of what they were like. If photos could tell you anything, that was.
OOOHHH, was that Ronan cracking a joke! Well, it did make Matt laugh out loud. "Good one, mate, good one. It ain't happening, though." He chuckled while patting him on the shoulder.
This Riley girl? She was cool. See, she laughed at his very first sentence, so she immediately went into Matt's good books. And whoa, that accent. It most definitely didn't go unnoticed, but she was telling him about how it had been her cousin who had signed her up. Bwahaha. "Thanks for the heads up." He snorted, then let out an amused laugh when she said she was willing to see how it went. How so very kind of her, lol! "Good to hear!" He added with a grin while he watched her open the box. At Ronan's reply, he gestured at his mate. "What he said."Cheeky grin.
His date said the Duck-on-a-bike was random. "I know!!" Matt beamed, eager to see what it would look and sound like. The stuff he bought from Zonko's and Weasleys' never disappointed.
But the moment was cut short when the fourth and last person of the double date showed up. Aaaand started speaking French. And then Ronan joined in with the French? Wut. Lol. "Now, that is random." He said looking at Riley and pointing at their date partners. It was a good thing he had turned to her, because Riley herself had asked him if he wanted to get some food. "Yaaas, are you reading my mind!?" He replied, turning back to Ronan and... what was her name again? Well, her. "Do ya want anything?" He was NOT copying Riley's accent, alright. Maybe just a little, lol.
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Hearing the conversation going on around her, Orianne wondered if the others even thought she understood them. Since obviously at least two of them thought her simple greeting had been entirely random just because she’d chosen to start off with her native language. Obviously she spoke English. It would have been difficult to find her way at WADA otherwise, although not entirely impossible. Most of her classes involved other languages, honestly. She just preferred conversing in the two she was most familiar with. Yet, even so, she’d been a bit startled when the third had replied to her in, if not completely fluent, close enough French. It had been unexpected.
“Je m’appelle Orianne. It’s lovely to make your acquaintance, and thank you,” she replied, echoing his duality of languages. As she also let her green eyes flicker over toward the other two just to include them in her sentiment. It was nice to meet them as well, even if they thought she was odd just for being bilingual. She was French. It wasn’t that big of a deal.
“Maybe whatever he’s having?,” she continued, as the one who’d called her random had addressed her, indicating the glass that Ronan had. She wasn’t hungry, anyway, but a drink would be nice.
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Miraloma had no idea what she was in for. She thought this was nothing more than an innocent bowling alley, really, and Merlin knew how much she loved bowling. Everything looked the same. yet there was something different, though.
Suddenly, she realized what it was. He people here seemed a lot more interested than getting to know one another than enjoy the sport of bowling. Just her luck! There were a lot of girls and guys both, most making eye contact with one another in a very flirtatious way. Dating was the last thing on her mind. She wanted to leave,but disn’t Want to make a scen. She was just going to have to stay here for now and hope that no on would notice her at all. Don’t look at anyone, she chided herself.
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What better way to spend one of your last spare days of the break by joining your colleagues for a striking game of shrunken head bowling!? As you enter the event venue, your ears will immediately pick up on noises from every which way. Was that a strike at lane two? Your favorite disco song blasting through the loud speakers? Or were the heads just bickering with one another again? From the camaraderie of teamwork to the thrill of friendly competition, this night will have it all!
Grab a black, red, purple, grey, or polka-dotted team T-Shirt from the counter, trade out your shoes, and join a lane! You weren’t hired for your ability to knock down pins, but the highest scoring team will be going home with a prize (so at least TRY)!
Should you get hungry, there are plenty of gooey, greasy options for you to enjoy. Pizzas with any topping you can think of, grilled cheese sandwiches, Paninis, burgers, and other comfort foods are set up on a buffet style table behind the lanes. Giant soft pretzels, nachos heaped with beans and cheese, various flavors of chicken wings, deep fried pickles, and cheese curds along with pitchers of butter beer and soda are strategically placed on tables closer to the lanes for easy snacking. Don’t forget to grab and use napkins! You don’t want to get grease on your fingers. The Shrunken Heads won't appreciate the excess oil on their skin!
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He had honestly considered skipping out on this whole thing, having guessed the activity from the location. It wasn't that he had a problem with the bowling, just the balls. But considering that it would be a good chance to meet the people new to the Ministry before they heard the rumors about him, well, here he was. Though this time, he was prepared, his own new bowling shoes on his feet.
What's this? he thought as he read the sign on the counter baring the shirts. Blindly (in the sense of not knowing who your teammates would be ahead of time anyway) picking teams? Well, that certainly threw an interesting twist into everything. Deciding was a no-brainer for the former Gryffindor head boy and he quickly pulled on a red shirt over his own casual black sweater.
Also, he would definitely be avoiding the greasy food.
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She didn't bowl. Never had, actually, and bowling with heads wasn't...well, it wasn't something Emiliaever thought she'd be doing. She wrinkled her nose a bit as she observed an older gentleman being berated by the shriveled head he was about to hoist down the lane, noting he seemed pleased to let the thing go. She'd be doing that? ....Fuuuun.
Hopefully she wouldn't be too awful at this.
"Hey Carter, good holiday?" Her fellow auror in training received a tentative smile. He was quite smart, skilled, but she wouldn't exactly call him friendly. Still, she was relieved to see a familiar face. She noted his shirt and her gaze shifted to the counter, scanning the different team names and colors. Drawn to the black shirt, she picked it up and slipped it on over her long sleeve, smoothing it down once she had. "Bowled here before?"
And she'd be needing shoes too, yes? She slipped out of her black boots and set them to the side, requesting a pair of those adorable little bowling shoes. Too bad she couldn't shake the knowledge that they'd been worn countless times before by a world of random people.
A bowling event? Mariana was here for it. The herbologist was all about friendly competition and she thought this was the perfect opportunity to mingle and meet some new people. After draping her coat over the back of a chair and slipping out of her ankle boots, she made her way over to the counter to get some bowling shoes and pick a team. Purple was a color she was drawn to, so it wasn't hard for her to settle on that one, the team name causing her laugh out loud. Clever. Now all she needed was some teammates and the fun could begin. She'd grab herself a drink while she waited.
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Regina was actually quite nervous about all this. On the one hand, at least her first Ministry orientation was somewhere with actual things to do and not some stuffy place where you were forced to awkwardly make small talk with people. But on the other hand, she was starting a brand-new job at the Ministry of all places. Just as a gift shop attendant, but still. She hadn't even fully expected her application to be accepted - but she was very grateful that it was. It was better than the waitressing job she'd had, and hopefully...hopefully this would give her some direction in her life. Hopefully this would be good for her.
Still, she was nervous. Those thoughts probably didn't really help with those. Not to mention she didn't feel great either. She was a little paler than usual, and the loud music and bright lights were already irritating her. But she would manage. She refused to not attend.
She noticed a few other people were there already - thank Merlin she wasn't the first to arrive - but first, to pick a team. Purple was one of her favorite colors, but she wasn't a fan of the name. So she went instead with the gray one then switched out her shoes for the bowling ones. And...maybe she'd go get a pretzel. The greasy food didn't look appealing, but a pretzel would be nice.
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He didn't always go to these orientation things with his wife, but when Grace had told him where this year's function was going to be, David knew he had to go with her for so many reasons.
1. He got to spend time with her! Always a plus.
2. He would have an excuse to eat greasy, unhealthy food and no one could judge him.
3. BOWLING. Not as cool as normal Muggle bowling since wizards were weirdos about things and apparently thought creepy shrunken heads were better? Weird. But probably still fun!
4. He was totally going to win, and he would for sure maintain his bragging rights for at LEAST a week. His lovely wife would have to admit that he was amazing. HA.
"Sooo, when I win," he teased her as they entered the bowling alley, "I think I should get a prize, like you buying me pizza for a whole week." Was he going to have pizza while he was here? Probably. But that didn't mean he didn't want MORE. It seemed impossible to him to get tired of pizza when there were so many varieties of it. You could put so many different things on a pizza, and there was even DESSERT pizza. You could eat something new every time.
Ohh, team names! He would be picking the Gryffindor one, obviously. Once a Gryffindor, always a Gryffindor.
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Mai was excited as she walked through the doors. Even as the smell of all the grease hit her nose, she didn't mind, because she was going to meet her coworkers. Or future coworkers, once the break is done.
Walking towards the counter she grabbed the purple t-shirt and traded out her shoes for the typical bowling shoes. Sigh. Mai wondered if she would see anyone she knew or get to meet anyone from her department here. Either way, doesn't hurt to meet new people and make connections.
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Lucien was less than excited for bowling, but joining a new employer meant playing along was part of the job sometimes. Sometimes. he could do it this once he supposed, until he gained a bit of traction in the Ministry and wasn't expected to attend. He so hated all the noises and people. It wasn't exactly his idea of fun.
He walked up to the counter and grabbed a black shirt, hoping it'd at least be discreet. Regrettably changing his trainers out for the ridiculous bowling shoes he decided he'd stay far away from the lanes and have a bite to eat instead. Much more appealing. Moving over to the tables he grabbed a nice greasy cheeseburger with all the fixings and took a seat close enough to the crowd and far enough that he hoped not to be bothered.
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Charles could hardly believe that this marked the start of his third term as Minister for Magic. Perhaps he should of held a bit more a lavish occasion, but there was also something to be said about supporting local businesses and cutting where could be cut to get the Ministry budget back on track after the Quidditch World Cup.. Nothing in the red, they had all made sure of that, but things were a little tight since they had gone all out to ensure the event went off mostly without a hitch. There was still something to be said about that bludger situation - and Charles had had a good chuckle reading the Prophet article that implied that it was a blushing piece of quidditch equipment - while investigations continued, but all and all...it had been fantastic and the world view of the British Ministry of Magic was properly on the up. Finally, they had officially dug themselves out of the whole that Nickles had dug for them.
Standing behind the counter near the t-shirt for now, he himself donning a polka dot one, the greying man greeted each employee flamboyantly and with his signature dashing grin.
"Looking well, Carter."
"Excellent choice, Emilia."
"That purple looks smashing on you Mariana."
"Welcome to the Ministry little miss!"
"What a smart looking couple!"
"Purple, an excellent choice. Welcome to the Ministry!"
"Chin up, son. This is a party, not a funeral."
Charles chest puffed out a bit and he regretted not bringing his grandchildren along for the evening. Or his own children. Though they had had their fill of Ministry functions in Japan during the winter break.
He would get to his lane soon enough.
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Ursula enjoyed having a few games at the Shrunken Head Bowling Alley when she was able to so this was something she was eagerly awaiting. "Hey, everyone!" she greeted as she pulled a black shirt over her head and put on a pair of bowling shoes and headed for a lane. Let get this "tournament" started!!
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Lucy entered the bowling alley, her expression full of disdain. Pity, she couldn't malinger in order to not partake in such a tedious event. Forcing a smile, the redhaired young woman headed over to the counter and after a few moments deliberation, chose a polka-dotted shirt and slipped it over her dark red shirt. Lucy then sat down at one of the tables and poured herself some Butterbeer.
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This ministry gathering today meant holiday was almost over, not that Ava minded because she had enough time with her family and boyfriend and she was ready to be back for work, yup. But first, let's having fun at this bowling center. Had she ever bowled? Yeah... and it was fun. The 22 year-old did mention about this gathering to Reed and he might be joining in once his work was done, but it's okay if he couldn't do that.
"Hi, everyone." She greeted her fellow MLE people who had arrived there (Emilia and Carter.) The minister of magic also got a small nod too from her. Oh look, a t-shirt. Looks like she's going to channel her inner Gryffindor by grabbing the red shirt.
A bowling, huh.
Shang Wu didn't really expect this kind of activity for their orientation gathering honestly. Having been in a white-collar world for a quite long time, the Chinese expected the orientation activity would be more... formal. But again this was ministry of magic, not an accounting consultant world, what did he expect? At least. "Good day, minister." The new HR guy greeted the man. "Your shirt looks really colorful." Polka-dotted wasn't his type of style and it would ruin his aesthetic if he chose that shirt.
A grey t-shirt with sparelialis revelio was his choice. Nice pun, by the way. Apparently he wasn't the only one who wore the grey team t-shirt since there was a younger girl who also grabbed the same apparel.
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Alexander Brian Pappadeaux was not one for these kinds of events. Or really any event. Back in the day he would use the excuse of being busy at another office or busy traveling to get out of most events but this was hard to get out of now considering his job. Even if he has been at it a couple years at this point. Time Flies.
The greasy food looked not appealing at all and now he just wanted to find where he can get a giant glass of water. He saw the Minister but other than that nobody he knew which was hardly a surprise.
Was he suppose to pick a shirt or something?
Oh no no no Angelica didn't want to be late or too dressed up for bowling. Ok, maybe she was overthinking that part and decided on something comfortable but not too formal. She has just shopped for items for her new apartment yesterday and even with some good sleep still felt exhausted. Cheers to that. The vodka afterwards didn't help much with her still trying to forget about her recent break up. Was this normal here in the UK for everyone to do things like this. She did nothing of the sort working for the Russian Ministry.
It was cute idea and she may even have to grab her self a deep fried pickle for the novelty of it later.
She was more a fan of the black shirt and the pun that went along with it.
She has never gone bowling before so this should be interesting and fun!
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But Olly would have to play along, seeing as this was part of their shared Ministry orientation. At least they could come here dressed casually, no need for any type of fancy clothes in a bowling alley, right? Still, not exactly her idea of fun though but nonetheless she was here. And she expected NOTHING LESS from her employees. Speaking of...they were all here, weren't they?
Sending a polite smile in the general direction of the Minister, Olly quickly slipped past him (before he could engage her in any type of chitchat) and grabbed a pair of bowling shoes and the most neutral colored shirt she could find, i.e. the one for the Spareialis Revelio team. Beautiful. After bending down to put on her bowling shoes first, Olly then stood upright and...looked for any and all sort of excuse to not put on that shirt right away. Maybe one of her-
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Lucy entered the bowling alley, her expression full of disdain. Pity, she couldn't malinger in order to not partake in such a tedious event. Forcing a smile, the redhaired young woman headed over to the counter and after a few moments deliberation, chose a polka-dotted shirt and slipped it over her dark red shirt. Lucy then sat down at one of the tables and poured herself some Butterbeer.
-ah, yes, she'd been meaning to speak with Lucy anyway.
Grey shirt still in hand, Olly quickly made her way over to her employee, a genuine smile on her lips. "Lucille, hello." Not really in the mood to bowl just yet either? "How was your winter break?" While waiting for an answer, she leaned against the table Lucy was sitting at a little and briefly glanced around the bowling alley again.
Hello, Mariana, we see you.
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What an interesting event.
Yasmina Payton hadn't known what to expect when she'd received the invitation to a "Ministry Orientation"-event at the Diagon Alley bowling alley. Was this something the Ministry did every year? It sounded like a good idea to her at the very least. So all the employees could get to know each other outside the regular work place environment. She hadn't been bowling in quite some time; discussing it with her husband earlier, they'd come to the conclusion that it had probably been for their son's 8th birthday party. But she was definitely willing to give it a go. Hopefully it would give her a chance to introduce herself to some of her co-workers.
Leaning against the counter to slip out of her heels and into the provided bowling shoes, Yasmine took her time, surveying the bowling alley and trying to find the only person she had met before: her department head, Eliora Dodderidge. Who apparently hadn't arrived yet or was busy elsewhere at the moment. Well, she would have to find her at a later time then. For now, Yasmina turned to have a closer look at the T-Shirts, which had different team names on them. Some of them were quite clever, weren't they? Smiling to herself, she ended up picking the black one, reading Striketumsempras.
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Lucien was less than excited for bowling, but joining a new employer meant playing along was part of the job sometimes. Sometimes. he could do it this once he supposed, until he gained a bit of traction in the Ministry and wasn't expected to attend. He so hated all the noises and people. It wasn't exactly his idea of fun.
He walked up to the counter and grabbed a black shirt, hoping it'd at least be discreet. Regrettably changing his trainers out for the ridiculous bowling shoes he decided he'd stay far away from the lanes and have a bite to eat instead. Much more appealing. Moving over to the tables he grabbed a nice greasy cheeseburger with all the fixings and took a seat close enough to the crowd and far enough that he hoped not to be bothered.
After another quick look around, Yasmina eventually spotted someone who, too, appeared to have chosen the Striketumsempras-team and made her way over to him. "Hello. It appears we're on the same team." She said, once she was close enough for him to hear her, an easy smile playing around her lips. To prove her point, she then held up the shirt before quickly taking off her light jacket and putting the bowling shirt on.
"My name is Yasmina Payton. Which department do you work for?"
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Sporting one of the red shirts and a nice tan courtesy of his vacation in India, Conley appeared in the bowling alley carrying his own bowling shoes in his hand. If they thought he was going to use house shoes, they were nuts because a) he knew how they cleaned them [shudder] and b) any respectable bowler owned their own shoes. Conley’s shoes were a bit on the retro side, which he had always liked, and even better, they went with his chosen shirt. It felt odd being at a work function in a t-shirt and jeans, but he wasn’t about to bowl in a suit. He just wished this was a muggle bowling alley – because then he would have been able to use a normal bowling ball…
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Charles could hardly believe that this marked the start of his third term as Minister for Magic. Perhaps he should of held a bit more a lavish occasion, but there was also something to be said about supporting local businesses and cutting where could be cut to get the Ministry budget back on track after the Quidditch World Cup.. Nothing in the red, they had all made sure of that, but things were a little tight since they had gone all out to ensure the event went off mostly without a hitch. There was still something to be said about that bludger situation - and Charles had had a good chuckle reading the Prophet article that implied that it was a blushing piece of quidditch equipment - while investigations continued, but all and all...it had been fantastic and the world view of the British Ministry of Magic was properly on the up. Finally, they had officially dug themselves out of the whole that Nickles had dug for them.
Standing behind the counter near the t-shirt for now, he himself donning a polka dot one, the greying man greeted each employee flamboyantly and with his signature dashing grin.
"Looking well, Carter."
"Excellent choice, Emilia."
"That purple looks smashing on you Mariana."
"Welcome to the Ministry little miss!"
"What a smart looking couple!"
"Purple, an excellent choice. Welcome to the Ministry!"
"Chin up, son. This is a party, not a funeral."
Charles chest puffed out a bit and he regretted not bringing his grandchildren along for the evening. Or his own children. Though they had had their fill of Ministry functions in Japan during the winter break.
He would get to his lane soon enough.
Conley gave his boss a wave as he swept by, chatting amiably with most of the workers. There didn’t appear to be many department heads or people from DIMC here, but it was still early. He felt a little lonely and wished briefly that his boyfriend was here, but he knew (all too well) that Sachin was busy working. It was perhaps, the fact that they had spent the last week together that was making him lonely. However, it was time to but on his work face and get out and mingle.
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Mai was excited as she walked through the doors. Even as the smell of all the grease hit her nose, she didn't mind, because she was going to meet her coworkers. Or future coworkers, once the break is done.
Walking towards the counter she grabbed the purple t-shirt and traded out her shoes for the typical bowling shoes. Sigh. Mai wondered if she would see anyone she knew or get to meet anyone from her department here. Either way, doesn't hurt to meet new people and make connections.
Helping himself to a butterbeer, Conley wandered trying to decide what pair of lanes to join. His understanding was that he didn’t need to share a lane with other people on his ‘team,’ but maybe he’d find one or two to chat with for a few minutes. Instead he found one of his new hires. ”Miss Ainsley,” he said chipperly walking nearby, shoes still gripped in his hand. ”Glad you could make it. Bowl often?”
Bowling. Bowling was fun if you were a fool or a child, but Alberta was neither and so it wasn't. Yet here she was. In the spirit of meeting her coworkers, or something along those lines. Or because it would most likely be frowned upon, not showing up as the new employee.
Three cheers for socialising with new coworkers you did not care about in the slightest and what looked like terribly greasy food. If this was their way of saying "welcome to the Ministry of Magic", Alberta wasn't sure she was at the right place.
But bowling it was. Not one for bright colours and deciding it would work least awful best with the black dress she was wearing, Bertie chose the black shirt, giving herself a quick reminder not to hex anyone who thought it might be hilarious to suggest she join the polka-dotted Bertie Bott team. The joke had stopped being funny about 28 years ago.
Now that that had been taken care of she supposed she should figure out who exactly was on her team or who her new coworkers were. Yay...
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He had honestly considered skipping out on this whole thing, having guessed the activity from the location. It wasn't that he had a problem with the bowling, just the balls. But considering that it would be a good chance to meet the people new to the Ministry before they heard the rumors about him, well, here he was. Though this time, he was prepared, his own new bowling shoes on his feet.
What's this? he thought as he read the sign on the counter baring the shirts. Blindly (in the sense of not knowing who your teammates would be ahead of time anyway) picking teams? Well, that certainly threw an interesting twist into everything. Deciding was a no-brainer for the former Gryffindor head boy and he quickly pulled on a red shirt over his own casual black sweater.
Also, he would definitely be avoiding the greasy food.
Greasy food was definitely NOT Chloe Adara's forte. Neither was bowling, for that matter. But apparently after a decade at the Ministry - Merlin, time FLEW after Hogwarts - it was expected for her to be there. What did the Ministry even offer her for ten years of service? Bowling? The ability to show up wearing casual attire? Can she continue the casual attire on Fridays? A substantial pay raise? Private school tuition for her child? The only good thing actually was the red shirts, because even after graduating Hogwarts ten and a half years ago, Chloe was forever and always a Gryffindor.
Pulling on the red shirt over her own clothes, the ginger made her way over towards some other teammates, turning up her nose at the burgers. Perhaps if she was desperate she'd go for a meatless panini or a grilled cheese sandwich, the latter of which she'd grown used to since that was a staple in a six year old's diet. No other transportation employees were here yet, unless there were some new hires here she didn't know of?
"You any good at this?" she gestured at the young wizard and the alley.
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A bowling event? Mariana was here for it. The herbologist was all about friendly competition and she thought this was the perfect opportunity to mingle and meet some new people. After draping her coat over the back of a chair and slipping out of her ankle boots, she made her way over to the counter to get some bowling shoes and pick a team. Purple was a color she was drawn to, so it wasn't hard for her to settle on that one, the team name causing her laugh out loud. Clever. Now all she needed was some teammates and the fun could begin. She'd grab herself a drink while she waited.
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Mai was excited as she walked through the doors. Even as the smell of all the grease hit her nose, she didn't mind, because she was going to meet her coworkers. Or future coworkers, once the break is done.
Walking towards the counter she grabbed the purple t-shirt and traded out her shoes for the typical bowling shoes. Sigh. Mai wondered if she would see anyone she knew or get to meet anyone from her department here. Either way, doesn't hurt to meet new people and make connections.
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Sporting one of the red shirts and a nice tan courtesy of his vacation in India, Conley appeared in the bowling alley carrying his own bowling shoes in his hand. If they thought he was going to use house shoes, they were nuts because a) he knew how they cleaned them [shudder] and b) any respectable bowler owned their own shoes. Conley’s shoes were a bit on the retro side, which he had always liked, and even better, they went with his chosen shirt. It felt odd being at a work function in a t-shirt and jeans, but he wasn’t about to bowl in a suit. He just wished this was a muggle bowling alley – because then he would have been able to use a normal bowling ball…
Conley gave his boss a wave as he swept by, chatting amiably with most of the workers. There didn’t appear to be many department heads or people from DIMC here, but it was still early. He felt a little lonely and wished briefly that his boyfriend was here, but he knew (all too well) that Sachin was busy working. It was perhaps, the fact that they had spent the last week together that was making him lonely. However, it was time to but on his work face and get out and mingle.
Helping himself to a butterbeer, Conley wandered trying to decide what pair of lanes to join. His understanding was that he didn’t need to share a lane with other people on his ‘team,’ but maybe he’d find one or two to chat with for a few minutes. Instead he found one of his new hires. ”Miss Ainsley,” he said chipperly walking nearby, shoes still gripped in his hand. ”Glad you could make it. Bowl often?”
UM. YES. Bowling. This was WAY better than any formal function and especially at sight of the FRIED PICKLES. It was as if someone finally decided to cater to the Southern American Cuisine that she actually missed most about the United States. Taking a plate and a burger along with some fried pickles, she popped one into her mouth just as she saw her boss. Oops. Quickly swallowing the pickle, she grinned at him. "Mr Phora, hi, good break?" Wait. Was that?? Oh she'd met her last year at the World Cup. "Mai!!!!! You're an employee here now!! Oh don't tell me... are you ... International Cooperation too?!?" Finally, she'd have a sorta friend here. She assumed so, since Conley was talking to her. Other than Arabella, at least. She cracked a smile at the purple shirt. Right, she should get one of those and Guttergroit was obviously the team she was meant for.
She gave a small smile at the other girl (Mariana) with the purple shirt. "Hey there, I'm Louise. Looks like we'll be on the groit team together." Cause no gutters for her, hopefully and groit was just too funny of a name. Also, no she hadn't picked up a team shirt yet, but obviously she was going to be since that was the team Mai was on....
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