She nodded. At least it wouldn't be anything as demanding as a position like Head Auror might be. "And so the mountain grows. Think you'll ever be able to escape the office? " Fallon laughed, a mention to their forgotten days of letters and the dreaded Mount Paperwork. Her own long nights were bound to resume once she was officially debriefed of the trafficking case.

"Fisk played quidditch for a bit, didn't he? He can't have the amount of experience you do with that in his history." She then stated matter of factly. "Nepotism or not, he's not the type of man to do that." They were friends in school and never once had Dory seemed the sort to step on his friends to achieve more.