Antonin shook his head and grinned. "We should be able to hear the explosion from here."
"You know, it might be time to send out a directive denouncing the no unapproved muggle contact directive as false." He chuckled at the thought and gave Morag an evil leer. "If she comes out in support of the directive, which you know she will, everybody will know she's crazy. You can duel with flyers for a while as to what directive is false and what isn't. In the end, she'll be livid, and everybody will be totally confused."
"In the mean time, should I have the Mumbai office generate thirty or fourty thousand requests for approval for muggle contact - for the next week! All of which, of course, will be marked 'URGENT' and for immediate processing. If she doesn't respond right away, we could sue her for damages for lost business."
"Amuse yourself with the idea, and let me know your thoughts. I'll work on the thank-you note."