[b][center][h3][color=orange] Lein [/color][/h3][/center][/b]
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[b][color=orange]Location:[/color][/b] Closet
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	Lein massaged his prosthetic arm as if it was of flesh and blood, shaking off the painful cramps that was sure to be bound. But he was not out of the woods yet. What did this purple lady say - Alaree, Tessa, a trap? Gah, Lein should've known better. Still, it seemed that she didn't yet catch onto the wine yet, so he still had a bit of weasel space.

	He was clearly in an apparent position of authority to the maid, so perhaps:

	[i]I was fulfilling my obligations in my knightly duties, until I was beset, as I see now, by your entrapment. I'll forgive this trespass, Miss Maid, but just this once.[/i]

	No, that made Lein sound far too much like Serenity, and he should avoid such haughtiness lest he suddenly have a sneer permanently stuck on his face.

	[i]I'm deeply sorry, I was heading by and I noticed that - [/i]

	Pfft. Lein couldn't even finish that line of thought, he was sure that he couldn't match Steffen's intonations in earnest. 

	No. Lein was familiar with most of the lower level staffers in the castle (and they toward him, most often accompanied by knowledge enough to suspect foul play), but the maid standing before him was new. A new arrivals, or likely some specialized member. Either way, Alaree would have to take the fall for this one. 

	[color=orange]"Alaree, huh? She know about your, ah, surprise, by chance? Asked me for a favor, see."[/color]