The Night After The Party We Don't Talk About

[Posh-Tim]

Keane nods,
"Of course, perhaps we can discuss it then."
He sits back in his chair.
"Now, does anyone have any more palatable suggestions of where my missing bead might be before I accept the sheriff's kind offer to return it to me?"

[L .]

[Madam Zaragoza]

Irritated by the lack of response or recognition from Valentina, despite using the name she appears to crave. Hermina’s mood finally kicks over to bad.

She raises her voice, “Are you *still* under the furniture for your stupid candle Neonate? Perhaps there are better things to be doing right now?”

[Jean-Jacques]

[Madam Zaragoza]

“Happy now then?! Got what you were looking for? That all important piece of misshapen wax? Good for you! Well done.”
She stands up, goes over and snatches the candle from him.
“Si?!! I have no idea what this is even suppose to be!... Pick up the chaise longe and put it back. Stop making a fool of yourself!!”

She sits back down and takes another drink.

[Posh-Tim]

At Aurelias responce Keane jumps up out of his chair.
"Thankyou Elder"
He scurries over to the dresser and fumbles underneath it for a moment before producing a small silver item.
"Brilliant!" He exclaims and returns to his seat. He begins tying it back into his forelock where it had lived until so recently.
"A trivial boon elder. These beads are really quite important to me."
His aura is all bright and wavy with happiness and contentment, ignoring the Spanish outburst entirely.

[L .]

Aurelia winces at the noise and turns her head slightly into Dukes. "It is too early for this."

She looks up at Keane and hikes an eyebrow. "Very well. I am glad you are so pleased. Thank you."

[Jean-Jacques]

jean-Jacques stands and resets the furniture.

“Elder Hermina, eef ee might be excused for ze moment, ee ‘av to arrange ze closing, “

He starts to walk towards the exit, casting a a tilt of his head to her as he passes

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[Madam Zaragoza]