There weren't enough proper elevators in the Wizarding world for Ramona's taste, and she relaxed inside, smiling at the hum of cables and the little lurch in her stomach. She was excited to meet Justin, having learned that he was, in fact, instrumental in the creation of the Macmillan Foundation. As soon as she'd read about their work she'd hoped there was something she could do, a small part of her hoping that, perhaps, there were other Squibs out there she could talk to, to learn how they managed, what kinds of lives they led.
Exiting on the proper floor, Ramona grinned broadly at the sight of the dark-haired man about her age, seated behind a desk and looking alltogether very together. The dog she noted in the same instant, and extended her hand for him to lick without a thought.