It was a rare thing for Daphne Greengrass to leave her department in the Ministry. As her father's assistant, she very rarely dealt with things outside of the Department of Transportation. She dealt with all the dirty work: paper work, filing, that sort of terribly exciting things. Her father dealt with people, with the big problems, and she cleaned up the mess he left afterward.
But when her father found himself multi-tasking a bit too much even for a distinguished businessman such as himself, he had sent Daphne on a rare favor, delivering a message (which had to be in person so that he could ensure it reached its destination) to a friend.
Daphne was on her way out when she spied a familiar face in one of the offices with the door open. She quirked a brow as she poked her head in, offering a small wave. "Busy, love?"