User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/Ask the Doc and his Family!/@comment-28144855-20161205220835/@comment-28358106-20161205235320

(That's how I go to work, I teleport to the edge of the city and walk in, doing house visits on the way to the office. Also, I'm fast forwarding through a lot of procedure here.)

After a couple of hours of waiting, given brief updates by a Kikimora attendant, they are ushered into the receiving area, where Asja's desk is. After making them fill out the proper forms, which takes another hour, she takes them through the double doors and announces them.

Adelaide looks up. "Ah. Yes.  Come in, Mr. President." She stands and takes his hand cordially. "How do you do? I apologize for forcing you to wait, but no longer." Her smile is warm and genuine, and her eyes size the pair up immediately. "I'm disheartened that we had no advance notice of your coming, else I would have arranged for more accommodating circumstances."