Ethan!
Larkin smacked her lips, twirling her clipboard on its corner to pass the time. Her goblin employers, in all their benevolence and charity, had put her up to desk duties for the week, which meant doing activities like inventory, paperwork, and dealing with incoming potential personnel of the wizarding kind. It was all fancy goblin talk for counting things and going through curse-breaker applications, both of which that did not particularly interest her, but that was how it went in the small downtime when you weren't on location.

Plus, she really wanted to get put on that potential Egypt job, so protesting assignments was a fast way to get off that list. Larkin wasn't daft; she would be the best little counter/interviewer Gringotts had seen. Or would it be better to be the worst so that they sent her away at the next chance? No, that would be counter productive.

Letting out a long sigh, Larkin gazed down to check the watch. Finally! Appointment time. She popped back to life, slipping her heels on, flipping her hair a bit, and adjusting her clothes before making way down to the waiting area in the front. She looked down at the application in her hands as she walked, skimming it over for nothing in particular, but just for good measure. Usually, how these things worked was they first did a sit-down interview, followed by an informational spiel section on her part, and finally a practical "test" so to speak, but she'd been practically bored numb on the counter for so long that doing it in that order seemed dreadful. Why did the most exciting things always have to come last? Perhaps she would ask him what he wanted to do first. That would be a good indication of character, or at least she thought so.

"Ethan Jordan?" Larkin called out, looking up upon reaching her destination. She smiled pleasantly. There weren't that many people here, but it wasn't her position to assume what this Ethan Jordan looked like.