Dante & Felix
Sometimes the universe gives you shit timing, and you walk right into something that a) you have no business in and b) you want no part of to begin with. This is exactly what Dante came across when he was in the Admin building, looking to consult with someone about--well, he'd entirely forgotten as he stood at the opposite end of the hallway from whatever domestic dispute had just played out.
He watched the couple retreat, flinched as the slamming door actually rattled the surrounding walls, and then waited a full thirty seconds before heading down the hall again. Glancing up, at an open office door, he realized he wasn't the only one to witness this madness. Dante offered the man--Felix Weissman, Deputy Head of Herbology, the sign next to the door said--a weak smile. "Not awkward at all, is it."