"You shouldn't," said Cho, shaking her head. Though -- a woman shouldn't be expected to take fault, really.
The syllables of his name, and her brow lifted. "Finch-Fletchley?" Very familiar, indeed. Perhaps they'd gone to school together? That seemed to be the answer for everything -- even if it wasn't entirely true. Hogwarts tended to create a community, even miles outside of its walls. "I'm Ms. Chang, auror. Pleased to meet you, sir."
Ministry politeness.
Taking the folders, she nodded, and then leaned in to check through the papers once more; it wouldn't do to misplace even a single one. "Yes, didn't we? I hope I haven't made you late, or anything. Which department is yours?"