Oh yes, the last thing she wanted to deal with right now was Mr. Vanishing Cabinet, but Merlin, at least he looked official, and at least she could get somewhere talking to him maybe.
Merlin, she should have just asked for Ron straight away. But it would seem that he said the magic words because Angelina did stop yelling. She still looked angry as could be, but at least she had stopped yelling. She ran a hand through her hair and followed him, shooting the clerk a really dirty look as she followed him.
Once in the cubicle she didn't sit, and defensively started in on him just because she thought he might give her the same run around the clerk had.
"Alicia Spinnet is missing." She started suddenly. "I know, regulation or whatever, but if you look you'll find a file somewhere as thick as your bleeding head for her!" She wasn't exactly yelling again, but she did sound a bit frantic. And she was going to explain exactly why she thought she was missing. "I've lived with her since I was eleven years old. I know her, and after she got..." She shook her head.
"She's predictable. Ever since she got back from that bastard, she leaves at certain times, comes back at certain times, doesn't go out at night by herself. There's no fucking way in the world she goes to the store and doesn't just decide to not come home. So you can take all your bloody regulations and stuff them up the minister's ass."