[hr][hr] [center][h1][color=#e31e1e]Constance Monroe[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/voFe7CA.png[/img] [hr] [color=#e31e1e]Location[/color]: [color=#1C402E]Dining Room[/color] [color=#e31e1e]Skills[/color]: N/A [/center] [hr][hr] Constance was listening to the conversations going on around the table at that point, trying to pick out things that might help her. She did hear a bit about the conversation about how everyone there had been nominated, and that some of them had been nominated by members of the family. Did that mean that someone at that table had nominated her? Whom had done that then? She let her eyes linger around the members of the family left at the table, because she doubted the rude one had been the one to nominate her at all, given that he seemed too interested in booze and 'real women.' She continued to make small talk with the family members around her, taking bite after bite of her food as she willed herself to not think about it anymore. The wine did go down smoothly, and the taste of the food was excellent. She soon finished her own meal and dabbed her lips clean and set her napkin down, and then gently set her silverware on the plate in such a way to indicate that she was done with her meal. The polite conversation continued around her it seemed, and she made sure to continue to chime in where needed. The other problem she was beginning to realize with knowing now that someone nominated her was the blackmail. She had tucked that away into the back of her mind since she had finished burning and disposing those photos. Someone here clearly wanted [i]something[/i] from her. What [i]was[/i] it was the real question. Money? Her to throw this award and not get the prize? It had to be a family member, given the fact the photos were there when they arrived. That had to make sense. She once more shoved those thoughts down, and took another sip of her wine and looked over to Tony and raised her glass a bit to him. She was still looking forward to possibly talking and maybe [i]more[/i] once dinner was over.