Copia was sitting behind his desk, doing some paperwork for the Ministry. Suddenly there was a knock at the door which made Copia jump a little. He quickly straightened himself up and nervously brushes his hands over his chest to regain his composure. He clears his throat before speaking „Yes, you may enter. The door is unlocked.“ Copia says, trying to give his tone some authority. Tapping his fingers on the armrest of his chair.