[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=E395B2]Colette de La Fontaine[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.imgur.com/RWOU4JY.png[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=E395B2][b]Location:[/b][/color] The de La Fontaine Family Home, Manchester
[color=E395B2][b]Skills:[/b][/color] None at this time[/center][hr]

The best thing about large gatherings like this was the amount of ease one has when listening for gossip. It's all too easy to slip next to a group and pick up random tidbits of information. Considering Colette was new to these parts, it would serve her well to see if there was any knowledge to be gained from these people.

Colette breezed her way in. She was sure she stood out, but that was also part of the point. She wanted gossip, but she was also curious to see if anyone would gossip about her. As she walked around the rooms, she heard bits and pieces.

"...poor thing, lost her girl in the attack..."
"..and I hear she doesn't love him ba..."
"..wonder who she is..."

Colette smiled warmly. This was what she loved about her set. Even in the face of adversity and chaos, there was still enjoyment to be had. Life had to move onward. That was something her father would say, were he not so stodgy.

Colette made her way outside for some fresh air. She was somewhat thankful no one had pulled her aside to ask who she was and why she was there. It means she was blending in somewhat well, though she was sure she caught some glances from people. Colette sipped some champagne she had grabbed as she eyes the crowd. The crush wasn't bad for an English affair.