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[Center][color=a6fef2]Location[/color]: Château de La Lune: Foyer  
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[Color=a6fef2]”Yeah. My doors always open if you need to stop by and chat or discuss what sights can be seen around here.”[/color] Sam added as he watched Tony join Millicent and some (homeless) man all sitting together at the table. He was about to go and join them, both to hopefully discuss what Constance and him had just talked about but also to have a bit more of a relaxing meal. He'd still need to go and speak to Juliane when she had a bit more time, but also without raising any suspicion. So for now, he had to mingle. Sam made his way over towards their table, Tony having just left as Sam caught a glimpse of Millicent's look towards him. He fought an urge not to sigh aloud. Why did she have to be so abrasive at times?

He was about to sit when two more people walked into the room, Ralph and Rhi. Where had those two been off to? Sam wondered as he scooted into the chair across from Millicent for just a moment. [Color=a6fef2]”He bathroom buddy, when you get the chance I wanted to chat a bit about the brochure from our welcome packet, see what all we can do while we wait out the storm.”[/color] His eyes kept glancing back towards the unknown man sat next to her before he finally said something. [Color=a6fef2]”Im sorry, I don't think we've met yet. I'm Sam, did you miss dinner last night? I know some people were still a bit sea sick to join or stay for its full length.”[/color] He asked Brendan.