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She fiddled idly with a button as she ignored the entertainments and headed straight for where the food was. 

Students.

All they seemed to be learning for now was how to make a monkey out of themselves. Probably trying to look sophisticated or trying to look like they know anything about alcohol. She was certain some of them can't even appreciate the delicate taste of certain vintage, or even tell the difference between different wines from different regions. 

While she wasn't at all interested in any of this considering she was only here for the promise of rewards, she must say there were some concerns raised at the curfew. For what reason was it 10pm specifically? Had it been for the purpose of reducing fornication amongst the student body, somewhere around 6 or 8pm would be far more believable. That... would be something she would investigate, if she had any inclination to.

The button popped off, but she didn't seem to notice, her attention taken by something far more important for now.

Jeanne made herself busy collecting slices of meat and a few leaves of vegetables on a plate. She'd have taken some of the cheese too, but they did not have the specific blue cheese from a certain region in France that she liked. There was a certain brand of Swedish cheese on display, but it still had that red wax layer on the outside, and she refused to dirty her hands to deal with that. 

She would say she was keeping an eye out for anyone that stood out, but everyone here was someone that stood out. Ah, ç'est la vie, the opportunity will arise, sooner or later.