Office Hours, All Day Saturday

[doubleohblonde]

Like most previous Parents' Weekends, Bond was in his office, and through some stroke of fortune, his heater was actually working properly, so he was actually wearing a shirt this time.

The door was open and he had few extra chairs out.

[Open.]

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[whatmakethman]

Well, a shirt was certainly appreciated. By Harry. And probably only Harry, considering this island.

"Good morning," he said, ever polite when possible.

[doubleohblonde]

Bond had already had to deal with sad looking squirrels outside his window.

"Good morning." Because he had manners too.

[whatmakethman]

They'd just have to wait for when some strange event destroyed his shirts. Or possibly do it themselves. Insidious little rodents.

"Harry Hart," he said, stepping forward to offer a handshake. "I'm here to ask after one of your students."

[doubleohblonde]

He took the offered hand and shook it firmly.

"Eggsy." Bond paid attention to the radio. "He's a good student. Though I have to wonder what someone like you wants with someone like him."