Elliot rolled his eyes; people were so rude, these days. And he couldn't even blame it on the M.A.G.I.C. Act, this was some nasty old muggle that was knocking women down to the ground and just leaving them to get trampled on. He really hated people.
"That's ridiculous," he said with a shake of his head, brushing some dirt off of Stefana's sleeve. He really didn't know how he would respond if someone did that to him--probably nothing at all, but it would bother him all day and put him in a wretched mood. Not that he normally wasn't in a wretched mood outside of the office, but.
Elliot looked down at his watch with a sigh, "Yeah, he needs his muffin." Looking back up to Stefana, he smirked greatly in annoyance, "But he should be in a meeting for another twenty minutes, I should be okay. Where are you heading?"
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