Taking a deep, long breath, Susan straightened up a bit and turned to properly face Seamus. She fiddled with her watch, trying to do her best not to look him up and down. He was... bigger than she remembered. His shoulders were wider and his arms were thicker and, Helga help her, he looked incredible. That wasn't fair.
She smiled slightly, brushing some hair away from her face. "Thank you. You look different. I might not have recognized you." That was a lie. Susan would know Seamus in a room filled with a hundred polyjuiced versions of him. "And, no not typically. Maintenance is upset again. Last week it snowed in the Minister's office." She folded up her folder and tapped it with her wand, vanishing it easily. It wasn't that she didn't trust Seamus, but, well, it was her job to keep things private. "I can guess we'll be here for awhile until they've made their point."