[Ilpholin's Office - Hatteress]
The Hatteress casually flips through the membership form as it is passed to her, only half-looking it over as the unoccupied side of her mind is left free to wander. She's never been one for paperwork, but with the crisp click of a pen, she sets to work filling it out, confidently whipping out the form as fast as she is physically able.
She briefly scans it over, proofing it for any mistakes she might've made upon setting about jotting it down on the form and hastily scratching a note beside the Name subsection of the report. She'll then attempt to slide the sheet to Ilphy in its final form.
"If you don't mind me asking, why did you decide you wanted to run AMEN? There wasn't much of a power vacuum to fill and the position, from where I stand, seems more gut-wrenchingly stressful than disarming a live bomb. The experience 's longer lived too."