"Yes, I imagine it's only the ears that would give you away," he said sarcastically. "And I have the ever-fascinating and coveted job of registering guests' wands in the Atrium as a watchwizard. For fun, I usually just arrest people," he said, trying to be as nonchalant as possible and recalling the time he got Sturgis Podmore, an Order member, for 'trespassing and attempted burglary.' At the time, Eric was still a jumpy, nervous, and stupid young bloke. Now, however, he was older and would deny he ever made a mistake on any job—though his supervisors likely felt otherwise.
Telling the server thanks, Eric debated on whether or not to drink more than what he already indulged in. He had a horrible addiction to coffee. "And what job do you have? 'Gringgotts' is about as general as 'Ministry.'"