It had been a long fucking week for it only being a Tuesday. With the Ministry starting to breath down their necks Alastor needed to be anywhere else. He had already made up several assignments to put himself on if he didn't get any leads on the ones he was actually working on so he could avoid Crouch and Avery's stupid faces. Now that the day was over he need a drink badly. He had been there for a good fifteen minutes before someone approached him.
He'd wanted to be left alone, but he knew this girl. He had pulled a few people out of the rubble, but he remembered her decently enough. She had no business getting caught up in all of that and she seemed no worse for the wear. That was good. He also wasn't going to turn down a free drink if she really wanted to buy him one. So, he gestured to the seat across from him, at least glad that she would take up a space should Crouch or someone walk through the door.
"If you want," he said, leaning back to finish the first beer he'd been nursing. "Mary, right? You're the one who sent the card?"