RP: Are you the next Minister? When: 23 March, 2004 Who: Stamford, Dirk Towler Where: Towler estate, Norfolk Private/Public: Private Rating: Summary: Stamford is vetting possible new Ministers
Stamford's list of candidates for the Minister position had been cut down to about twenty people, and he was talking to each one of them to find out possible reasons why a candadate might not be qualifies. When he was done, he would finally be able to compile a shorter list of a two-three names and let Odgen choose.
He could do this interviews with his eyes closed by now. He'd done plenty of them for Heads of divisions and departments. However, this was not an interview that he was looking forward. He'd scheduled it in the middle of the day and Patil was with him, instead of Kenneth. Hopefully, Kenneth wouldn't be here with his family, or there'd be more arguments about keeping things. Of course, there was also the fact that he knew some things about the Towler family that even Dirk Towler wouldn't know, and he'd have to decide how to deal with Kenneth's sexual life before making his recommendation.
He was still thinking about all of that, when Patil knocked at that door and pushed him in before her when the door opened. A house elf excorted them to a formal room, possibly Towler's office. He turned to Patil. "Let's hope he doesn't make us wait. I'm told I shouldn't make you starve."
She gave him a smile, but didn't complain about the tour de force they were on. "I'll be fine," she answered, when they both looked toward the door as it opened.