Westley strides into the main room confidently yet still manages to be light on his feet. He surveys the room, clearly looking for something -- or in this case someone.
After a few moments of hesitation, he calls out uncertainly. "Hello...?"
Typist: Erm. Yes. Amanda here (a.k.a. former Rodolphus/McGonagall-mun). 'M giving DF another try, as
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