While she might not have been the best at diplomatic relations. She had a winning record, yet no Quidditch Cup. In terms of wins and losses the Pride of Portree during her tenure had had more wins then losses. They just hadn't had as many wins as others. She was known in the Quidditch world for being a bit of a handass on her team. She expected people to give 110% and if they didn't, then she chewed them up and spat them out for it.
"Yes, Meg McCormack." she said, smiling professionally and then shaking his hand, a firm shake, not too hard, but not a limp noodle either. She wasn't a wilting daisy, that was for sure. "Thank you for the opportunity."