[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=910A1C][center]Ivanna (Brendan)[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

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[center]Location: Château de La Lune
Skills: N/A [/center]

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Whoever was in the bathroom had exited by the time Ivanna got in. Too bad. They wanted to meet a new friend.

Fancy dump was even fancier than expected. Which meant that it had to be the first dump. What was that other person doing in here if not using the toilet? Were they just splashing in the sink water? Did Ivanna have a splashy weirdo for a bathroommate? They kinda hoped so.

Ivanna washed their hands and then lingered in the restroom a moment longer, pulling their phone from their pocket and staring at the text history with the only person they ever texted anymore. They wanted desperately to tell everything…no. Ivanna put their phone away and opened the bathroom door. 

There is a knock on the door of the bedroom. A deep male voice calls out. “I am here for your dinner card.”

[color=910A1C]“Oh! Yes, coming!” [/color] Ivanna rifled through all the stuff on the desk to re-find the dinner card and made her way, opening the door. 

An older man waits on the other side. “Hello, uh, mademoiselle. I am here for your dinner card. Your bags are ready for you as well.” He gestures behind him where Ivanna’s bags are waiting. 

Ivanna hands him the dinner card, [color=910A1C]“Slay, thank you so much. Oh, my stuff! Thank you. Oh, uh, I’m Ivanna, who are you?” [/color] Ivanna held out one hand while also kicking the smaller bags into her room with one foot. 

“I am Felix Wadsworth, the butler for the La Lunes. It is a pleasure to meet you, mademoiselle.” He takes the card, placing it carefully in his jacket pocket and helps her bring in the bags. He seems offended by her treatment of the bags.

[color=910A1C]“Your name is [i]Wadsworth[/i]? Have you ever thought of going into drag? That’s an amazing drag name,”[/color] Said Ivanna, getting the last of the bags in. [color=910A1C]“Or do you prefer to stay in…butling? Butlering? Butleelerr…ing…”[/color]

“My joy is being the best butler I can be,” Wadsworth said. He smiled slightly. “Have a good evening mademoiselle, if you need anything please feel free to ask and I will endeavor to meet your needs. Dinner will be promptly at five.”  

[color=910A1C]“Hell yeah,”[/color] Said Ivanna, [color=910A1C]“Nice to meet you, you’re slaying the butling game. See you at din din, Felix.” [/color]

“Thank you.” He gives a slight head nod and exits the room knocking on the next door. 

[color=910A1C] "Ooh! Ooh! Oh my god, Felix, I just thought of something hilarious--oh, he's gone. I'll tell him at dinner.[/color]

Ivanna checked the time on her phone. They said to wear something fancy...what was fancy? Sequins, right? That was fancy. Ivanna changed as quickly as a drag queen could, now in a sequined jumpsuit, with an even more sequined belt and matching high heels and choker necklace. Their nails now also had sequins, and a few fake gems were on their makeup. 

They did some slight further unpacking, putting clothes in drawers, some of their makeup on the nightstand, and their stuffed rooster, Cockamamie, (who was also in drag, of course) on the bed, tucking her in under the covers. Ivanna checked the time and found it was up. [color=910A1C]"See you later, Cockamamie,"[/color] She said to the rooster plush, [color=910A1C]"Don't do anything I wouldn't do, or answer the door for strangers. No, wait, do answer the door for strangers and see if you can figure out anything about the note...I'm... talking to a plushie."[/color] Ivanna saluted the rooster before rushing their way downstairs, losing only a couple of sequins along the way.

Of course, they were aware that this was a fancy foyer full of fancy people, and not RuPaul's Werkroom...that wouldn't stop Ivanna from testing out a grand entrance. They had to practice for when the world noticed their talent. If the world noticed their talent. 

Ivanna hesitated, then walked into the room at the very last second they could before being late, hoping that not too many others were gonna be coming last second and missing their grand entrance.

[color=910A1C]"I called mother...she said I could [i]slay[/i] for dinner!"[/color] Ivanna struck a grand pose and held it for a few seconds, then death dropped before slowly opening their eyes and standing up, trying and failing to not to be obvious about the fact that they were checking if anyone was impressed by their entrance.