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[center][h1][color=#e31e1e]Constance Monroe[/color][/h1]
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[color=#e31e1e]Location[/color]: Dining Room -> Heading towards the Bar
[color=#e31e1e]Skills[/color]: N/A [/center]  
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Constance looked up as Eleanor spoke and simply nodded to acknowledge her words at that point. Dinner had been [i]quite[/i] interesting and even she had known it. [color=#e31e1e]”Thank you for the lovely meal Mrs. La Lune”[/color] She said before Eleanor spoke again and then swept out of the room. She hoped the older woman had heard her, and would keep that in mind. Constance stood and gently brushed herself off before letting her eyes fall upon the man across the table. She smiled softly and then went to walk around the table to him. 

[color=#e31e1e]”I don’t know about you, but I think I’m ready to head to the bar now, Tony.”[/color] She offered him a small smile, hoping to rescue him from Millicent. She seemed to be rather insistent on prodding people, and well, Constance had plans in mind with Tony, and him getting needled and prodded to death by the magician were [i]not[/i] on the table.

Tony smiled in return, standing and buttoning his jacket. [color=skyblue]”Getting a head start at the bar sounds lovely,”[/color] he replied, and began leading the way out of the room. [color=skyblue]”Thank you for the meal, Mrs. La Lune,”[/color] he added before leaving.

Constance followed him out of the room, remembering that the bar was across the way and the foyer. [color=#e31e1e]”So, what was your favorite course of dinner?”[/color] She made sure to keep at his side, her eyes looking up at him as she kept a pace of him as they made their way to the bar.

Keeping a leisurely pace, Tony replied, [color=skyblue]”Well, I wasn’t kidding when I said that the tiramisu was some of the best I’ve ever had. I’ve had a [i]lot[/i] of excellent tiramisu, at some of the best Italian restaurants in the world, and their chef genuinely came very close to matching them. I think if he was Italian himself, he probably could have taken the top prize. How was your eggplant parm?”[/color] he asked as they reached the door at the other end of the foyer. He held it open for her, waiting to follow her inside.

[color=#e31e1e]”Thank you. As for the eggplant parm, it was delicious. I do wish I could have tasted the tiramisu, but it has been so long since I’ve eaten so much in one day. Maybe tomorrow I can get a bite of your dessert. Only if you're comfortable with that idea.”[/color] Constance chuckled softly at that idea as she walked into the bar and looked around.

[color=skyblue]”Of course, I’m happy to share,”[/color] Tony answered as he looked around the bar, seeing who else had decided to come straight to the bar: Elaenore, Lena, and… Lawrence. Trying to avoid eye contact at least for the moment, he led Constance to the bar. [color=skyblue]”Hello again, Leon. Do you have any more of that Glenfiddich?”[/color]

“Hello Mademoiselle, Monsieur.” Leon nodded to each of them in turn. “I do. And you Mademoiselle, do you want something?”

[color=#e31e1e]”I would love a glass of champagne, please. And Glenfiddich huh? Good taste.”[/color] Constance had noticed that the awful man from dinner was in the bar, nursing some more booze, but chose to avoid him for the moment. She was scouting the room, hoping she could find a nice quiet corner table that she and Tony could sit at, and just chat for some time. 

Leon nodded and set to pouring the drinks for the pair of them.

Tony nodded in response to her comment. [color=skyblue]”I try not to drink [i]too[/i] often, but when I do it’ll be a nice scotch, not some cheap beer.  I’m guessing you probably don’t drink much yourself?”[/color]

[color=#e31e1e]”You’d be correct. Not too much. I think today is the first time I’ve had so much champagne in a while. Or wine. But this is a celebration, so why not let loose a little.”[/color] She smiled softly as she looked at Tony.

[color=skyblue]”Very true, an awards ceremony is as good a time for some drinks as any,”[/color] Tony replied, with a slight smile. He looks around the room as Leon pours their drinks. [color=skyblue]”Fortunately it’s not crowded in here yet, so we should be able to find a table easily enough.”[/color]

[color=#e31e1e]”That would be lovely. Maybe a nice corner table, something a little… intimate?”[/color] Constance looked at Tony, smiling as Leon pushed her drink towards her. [color=#e31e1e]”Shall I go find us one?”[/color]

[color=skyblue]”Sounds perfect, I’ll be there in a minute,”[/color] he replied, smiling. He waits at the bar while Leon begins preparing his scotch.

Constance smiled, picking up the glass of champagne and went to go find a nice corner seat. She wanted to avoid the drunk that had caused so much trouble at dinner, especially since he had some opinions that she didn’t agree with. She soon found a nice quiet corner table, with a few nice high back chairs, and tucked away from most others. She sat down in one of the chairs and set her drink down and sat down in the chair and waited. The night was going well, and it was looking like it was going to end very well.