Elise couldnt help a little thrill of excitement to go up her spine as she walked towards the conference room. She had been given charge over two interns. Seeing that was only her second year at the Ministry, she could help but feel a little bit of pride seeing that she was trusted with two future oblivators. Of course, if she had asked, she probably wouldve found out that none of the oblivators wanted to do it, seeing how one intern almost caught the oblivator offices on fire about two years ago and another had pulled so many pranks that the oblivators refused to open drawers or sit down without investigating everything thoroughly for signs of a booby trap.

She walked into the conference room with a smile and her arms loaded down bits of rolled parchment. She had spent the night before making time tables and many different lists as to help her interns along. A quill was tucked behind her ear and a blank piece of parchment was somewhere in the stack so she could take notes during the meeting. She probably wouldnt have to be, but it was always nice to be prepared. It could be argued that Elise was two entirely different people when it came to work and to play. It was her motto to always separate the two and to do each with fervor. Of course, that motto of hers was sorely tested when it came to a certain charming wizard who was sitting at the table. She gave Avery a charming smile and a nod. Thank Merlin that he didnt work in her department who she couldnt get half of her work done.

She took a seat next to Leathan and unload the scrolls onto the table, rearranging them in order, with small tags marking the corner of what each one contained.

Leathan, it is quite rude to have your feet on the table, she chided softly. At least it was in France, no doubt it was in England as well.