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[center][h1][color=c4df9b]Jeanette 'Mosi' Crane[/color][/h1]
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Location:  The Almack's.[/center]
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 Mosi was planning to basically throw a stake in Rutherford's plans to go attempt to probably pull Millicent away from Fyror, by moving in front of him and asking for a dance. If nothing else that would give him a pause for thought, but her plans were kind of left in the dust when Virginia went and interrupted Rutherford and Millicent's mother. If Mosi ever had to say one thing about her friend it was that she always picked the prefect moment to strike! In reality she was really glad Millicent would be dancing with Fyror right now, she couldn't stand how her mother and Rutherford were treating her.

 With her original plan put on temporary hold, she moved nearby still, but decided to first listen how this will proceed. Mosi smiled under the veil as her friend pretty much accused Rutherford of something really nasty... That accusation was no joke, but Mosi herself was on the wagon of similar way of thinking concerning this... trash of a man. Well no way Mosi would let her friend be the only one to do this! She wanted to take a piece of those two... herself!

 [color=c4df9b]“Now what sort of people would refuse such a friendly invitation?”[/color] Jeanette stated as she walked and stood next to Virginia, her smile the only thing that could be vaguely see from under the veil[color=c4df9b].” From what I'm told, only low class people would refuse perfectly polite and sensible invitation such as yours, Virginia. Are the two of you per chance such?”[/color] She asked, facing Mrs. Wyndham and Lord TRASH Rutherford.”[color=c4df9b] Ahh excuse me, Virginia, for the interruption. I was just planning to ask this Lord... ehh how was your 'noble' name again... Runterford, Rufterford... ahh yes Lord Rutherford, I believe to dance with me. Unless your lordship's is unable to do so unless you have a certain Mrs. to back you up against someone?”[/color]