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There was a certain image to maintain in any branch of Dunder Mifflin. The Hogsmeade location was no different. Dwight had commendered a desk for himself (read: stolen it from a classroom when no one was looking) and had set up his own little office space in the Slytherin common room. At the moment he was hard at work - he'd already set up three large accounts for parchment within the village and was working on a fourth. The lack of phones was not a detriment to his sales approach. He just used fancier handwriting.
Head bowed over a letter of introduction, he was unaware of anyone else in the area.
((OOC: Dwight is going to get hexed! If, after this occurs, you have a pup who would be in Slytherin who wants to join in the madness, feel free to play along! :D))
Head bowed over a letter of introduction, he was unaware of anyone else in the area.
((OOC: Dwight is going to get hexed! If, after this occurs, you have a pup who would be in Slytherin who wants to join in the madness, feel free to play along! :D))