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Genevieve had on her usual all-black ensemble, to include her aviators and wig, as she walked into The Cruise Room. Right away, she noticed a few of the others who were already there. Good...at least she wouldn't have to sit in awkward silence. As Genevieve walked over to the booth, making her way around some of the guests who were still standing, she toyed with the idea that any one of those people there could have possibly been involved in her parents' murder. But if so, why? What connection was she missing between two people who were practically strangers? And more importantly, what was their motive for doing so? Sure, it was some form of revenge from what she could remember, but she needed the specifics. She needed more answers than what she currently had...which was practically nothing. 

"Hey guys," Genevieve smiled as she took her place on the edge of the bench, her arms resting on the table as she leaned forward.  "I hope they have a good menu here; never been."