As the camera flicks on, Lennox is, as usual, sitting back in his chair as though he owns it. Naturally, he looks very much used to being in front of a camera. He waves.
(Lennox is wearing his work attire - a two piece, grey Muggle suit with a white shirt, and dark grey tie. No robes on top. He's clean shaven.)
Calmly... Hello everyone. I'm Lennox Campbell, and I'm with the DIMC.
He sits back in his chair, stretching. The professional Seeker, unable to sit still for long, is clearly still in him.
It's been rather a busy couple of weeks, what with the preparations for the International Trade Conference and then the conference itself. Our German friends seemed to gain much of the attention, but then again, I rather think some people on our side of the pond enjoy any excuse for some Anglo-Teutonic banter... That said, it goes to show that just because one is adult, one isn't flawless in the art of being a grown up.
He chuckles.
I have to say, though, I bloody love the Germans. Highly underrated nation, if you ask me... wouldn't have lived there for so long if I didn't like it, you know what I mean? It's been rather fun having everyone mucking in together. It's almost a pity that it's all over, really...
He chuckles again, leans forward as he shakes his head and turns off the camera.