[ Click for OOC Comment ]Patrick Rumbleroar
Odele sat on her bench, drinking the water they had set out of the players. She had gotten sick of talking to the cameras that followed her into the pitch to do the special for Quidditch draft, and so she had sent them off on their own to get action shots of the player hopefuls doing their thing.
Now she was just bored with this whole thing, and so she sat on the bench avoiding the eyes of the players that came and went to get their own water. Not many of them said anything to her anyway, either out of intimidation or simply because they were in their own little world. The few that did say hello, she gave a simple and curt 'hi' and then simply let them stand awkwardly there until they got the hint and moved along.
She had also been keeping an eye on the first interview she had conducted for the day, the Keeper named Peter. By far the guy had made the biggest impression, and she had no doubt that she would be interacting with him more in the future... in whatever form.
This was her thought when none other than Peter himself walked up to get some water. Raising her eyebrow to him she said," Well, well, if it isn't the best Keeper in the minor leagues." She grinned at him.
[ Click for OOC Comment ]Lolz she doesn't know that Mr. Peter has a twin :P