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	Things were moving slow, a bit too slow. So things changed. The Maestro smiled towards the woman on his arm and lead her through a path she had and then beyond it into the [url=https://hautevitrine.files.wordpress.com/2014/12/state-dining-room-blenheim-palace-woodstock-2014-by-leslie-hossack.jpg]State Dining Room[/url]. The other men who were with the Maestro were already there and had seated themselves. "Shall we?" he asked before walking over to a seat and pulling out a chair for her. The others would soon to follow as things were moving along now. 

	Quinton looked over towards the woman speaking to Walnut and eyed her. "Move along," he said in a firm voice. He would not wait. If she didn't move he would move her himself. The Lord of the Manor moved up the stairs and through the third floor until they reached the State Dining Room. (Front State Room -> Green Drawing Room -> White Drawing Room -> Grand Corridor -> Sword Room -> Cavalier Drawing Room -> State Antechamber -> State Dining Room)

	"Their lack of speed is lack of respect. There is one thing to move slowly, there is another to drag feet. I have no need for the useless," Lord Bardolf said as he moved. Coming into the dining room, he moved to the head of the table and had a seat himself. These people were becoming more and more pestering to his world and he was having none of it. From the information he had, only two were injured and even they were having to wait on people who chose to, as one person told him once, drag ass. "Have a seat," he said to the others. (Referring to anyone in play that is not Walnut, Swamp, or Amaranthine - the rest were shuffled into the State Dining Room this round.)

	Once the others had moved out of the way. Quinton had the woman whom he had told to stay there have a seat and he would return, she did. Leading the way, he took Dr. Swamp, Professor Walnut, and Chanteuse Amaranthine into the Sewing Room on the second floor. (Upper Salon -> Sewing Room). Within the room was a tall woman with olive skin and green eyes sitting and tending to mending. "Rhoda, do see these three do not cause any trouble," Quinton said before shutting the door behind him and going to deal with the one that had been left behind.  

	The girl couldn't have been more than seventeen years old but stood at nearly six feet in height when she rose from her place. "What can I do ya fer?" she asked in a quiet voice. 

	(Maps have been updated in the Zeroth Post under Cartography for the second and third floors - remember, only rooms people have seen are the ones they have been in, so make no meta assumptions.)