Overwhelming...For Some

Some would find the hustle and bustle of the Quidditch Draft to be overwhelming, but to Patrick Rumbleroar it was nothing more than he had expected. After all, he had attended quite a few Combines as a fan, and he knew exactly what to expect from them. That and the fact that he was perhaps the most overly confident person on the face of the planet did not exactly hurt either. Now though he was taking a bit of a break from things, wandering around the hotel's upper floors in search of his sister Gladys. For some inexplicable reason she had insisted on getting her own room away from Pat and Pete, and the twins had decided to go off looking for her - after all it would be quite a shame if she went through the weekend without them embarrassing her.

[Annalina Baltasar]

It wasn't going to be long until the draft began, and Annalina had made sure to book a room on one of the upper floors prior to travelling to Australia. She was a dab-hand at apparating, but would sometimes miss the stressful vacation-like feel that events like this offered her. So far, the upper levels had been rather silent and empty as she meandered down them, so she didn't feel too stupid when she began to sing quietly in one of the empty halls. Well, Anna had thought it was empty. Turning the corner, she squeaked when she ended up only a few inches away from another person aimlessly wandering the floor.

Patrick stopped dead when he found himself face to face with a strange woman standing around the corner, and he looked at her quizzically for a moment before his lips spread into a wide grin, much like a wolf that had just spotted its prey. "Why hello there." he said, his grin still as wide as ever "And what might your name be?" He had hoped that he might be able to claim a conquest or two while he was here, and it was looking like his hopes might be rewarded.

[Annalina Baltasar]

Normally, Annalina might have stepped away from a complete stranger, apologised and would have carried on her merry way, but there was something suspicious and interesting about this stranger. And so Anna wasn't going to be the first to step away. "Hi" she replied, with about half as much enthusiasm, "Annalina, and yours?" She queried, trying to keep her tone as indifferent as possible.

The man flipped his hair out of his eyes before saying in his best impression of James Bond "The name is Rumbleroar, Patrick Rumbleroar!" Patrick's eyes flashed wickedly as he looked at the girl, leaning casually against the wall as he asked "So tell me, what brings you here? You involved in the draft perhaps, or just here to watch?"

Unfortunately Patrick would not get his answer as almost immediately a swarm of Wizarding Wireless reporters came swarming over to him, sweeping him away from the girl with a torrent of questions.