Flying High

“Can I uh, help you with something? This is a closed practice, mate.”

“Oh, No I have permission.. I’m from Seeker Weekly. I’m here to observe and take a few notes. Elise Devereux, I’m sure someone must have said something about me coming.” 

“Believe this belongs to you..” Tatiana said simply, holding out the letter. “Don’t even ask how it got on my desk because I don’t even have an answer except for a stupid owl took a wrong turn.”

Elise was knee deep in a stack of notes and little reminders that she’d been trying to organize for the past hour. She froze in mid grab when she heard the women’s voice enter the quietness of her little office. “Oh..” she set down the small stack of papers in her hand. “I’m sorry about that.. Well I really shouldn’t be the one apologizing... just thank you.” she let out a little chuckle as she shifted to stand up. “You’re from the Prophet right?” she asked as she came around to the front of her desk leaning back against it as she offered the other blonde a smile.