Ministry of Magic (British)

"Yeah, one's more fun than the other..."

She laughs. ''Not exactly what i as thinking'

"But you know I'm right.." He winked at her as he looked around with a cocky smile, "where is this ministry pain in the ass anyway?"

'Which one?' She mutters, striding forwards towards a desk with a bored looking wisard at it. 'Hi. We want to talk to someone about demetors. And your going to find that someone or us.'

"Authorization...?" The man asked not looking up from the daily prophet.

'I dont need it'

The man groaned irritatingly and looked up at her, "yeah you do, this this high profile information.. I need your name and authorization."

Joachim whispered to Krystal, "hang on, I speak this guys lingo.." He dove into his pockets, and pulled out a handful of galleons.

"Hey buddy, what say you to ten galleons and you pick out whatever name ya fancy for us?"

She smiled, shaking her head. 'Let me explain something to you, sir. Either, you help us, or...' She lent her elbows on the table and stared at him. 'I will dig up anythng and everything to ruin you in this job. And I can do that.'

"Ahh I get it... good conman, bad detective..." Joachim just reconsidered his sentence, "Something about that didn't sound right..."

"You know what lady, I like his offer better." He snatched the galleons from Joachim's hand, "9th Floor."

'See, that wasnt so bad, was it?' She smiled, walking away from the desk. 'And Chimmy...' She shrugged. 'This is the side of me I dont show. Because I am not proud of what I can do.'

"Really? I thought you were kind of bad ass back there!"

'Its not something  iam happy about doing.'

"Well what is it exactly you can do anyway?" He opened the elevator door and kept it open for her.

'Anything. I can find everything I want to...even if someone ries to bury it. And everyone has something they dont want the world to know. '

"Woah, remind me not to piss you off again..."

'Your my friend, Chimmy. I wouldnt do anything to you.'

He seemed truly taken back by the first part, "Well.. um.. hey thanks.."

'Why are you suprised?'

"Eh.. no real reason, let's just drop it,"

'im naturally curious, Joachim. I wont drop it for now.' She stopped outside an elevator and opened the door to it, stepping in.

"Let's just say I got a bad habit of backstabbin' friends..." 

"And I'd rather not do that to ya..."

'Why not? What makes me different?'

"Hell if I know, you're the detective.."

'But i cant see inside your head, so i cant see what you think.'

"Believe me, you probably would slap me if you did..." He joked as he nudged her, "Let's just keep at it huh?" the elevator door opened up.