[center][h1][Color=DF0101]Haakon J. Elvsgaard[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=DF0101]Location:[/color]Qasr El Nil Barracks[/center][hr]

Haakon had surely forgotten how hungry he had actually been, for the sandwiches and scones did not take long to be consumed. The tea however he would take his time to enjoy while did his best to use the time he had to think; think of what to say to the honourable Lord-Major Keystone in just a few minutes time. Not that he came to any conclusions except the same Josephine had adviced in the prison; tell the truth. As far as he was concerned, they were all in the same boat now, regardless of their past mischiefs and disagreements. Especially the content of his letters. So perhaps if he put it on the table, then maybe...

Like said earlier, there wasn't much time left for him to think this through as the guard came back and escorted them to the Lord-Major. Josephine's smile didn't go unnoticed for him, and he gave her the same kind of knowing smile back. She would pull through, just like back at the prison. At least the British were gentlemen...well, most of them anyway. 

He shouldn't have been surprised at the order that Josephine were to be 'chatted' with first, while himself were to wait in the lobby. Smart move on the Lord-Major's part, cross-checking their statements one at a time. If some much of Haakon's work weren't at stake, he'd praise the elder Keystone. But right now Haakon did little else but give Josephine one last look and smile, before waiting patiently where he was told to. 

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[hr][center][h1][color=007236]Mahendra Huq Zalil[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=007236]Location:[/color]The Egyptian Museum[/center][hr] 

The Bengali geologist could do nothing but smile, once again feeling the weight of his whole life gently trickle off his chest and giving him a sense of confidence to stand up tall. It might not entirely have looked that way to the Curator, but it sure felt like it. But Mahendra didn't let the words spoken to him go unnoticed, knowing that small mistakes could grown massive like elephants later. 

[Color=007236]"I'll be more than happy to accept those terms, Mr. Kohn. I have a few belongings at my current lodging that I'd like to bring to my desk later, if that would be possible? But yes, meeting this woman of erratic behaviour sounds proper. Thank you Sir."[/color] Mahendra spared no time finally standing up from the table and following his gesture towards the door. 

If she was half as a wacky character as she sounded like, Mahendra would have to pray to the Gods to help him and her journey.