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[color=skyblue]Location[/color]: Château de La Lune: Lounge -> Lavender Room
[color=skyblue]Skills[/color]: N/A
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After pouring his second cup of coffee, Tony looked around the room. He saw that besides Constance and himself, the other people still in the room were Sam, the pilot, and the other dancer. He was about to go tell them about the noon meeting they were planning, but as he was considering what to say he saw Constance head over to them, speak for a moment, then leave to her room. [i]Well, I guess she beat me to it, then,[/i] he thought. Well, now what? Millicent and Ivanna had gone off somewhere, they would be the only ones left that didn't know about the meeting. They'd need to be told at some point, but Tony seriously doubted that Millicent would welcome him trying to track them down right after they left, considering she seemed to barely tolerate his presence when he talked to them earlier. They'll have to find out later, then.

But then Tony finally remembered that he was forgetting someone. There was another man at dinner last night, wasn't there? ...Yes, the guy that broke Lawrence's nose the first time, then disappeared for the rest of the night. Now that Tony thought of it, he realized he hadn't seen him ever since he left halfway through dinner. [i]Strange.[/i] Surely he's not... no, that's crazy. Maybe he's just sick. For a brief moment he considered going to check on the man, before ruling it out. [i]I'm a surgeon, not a general practitioner. If he's sick there's little I could tell him that he wouldn't already know. Besides, this was supposed to be a vacation.[/i] A vacation where a woman was killed, everyone is being blackmailed, and the hosts are probably spying on us...

In the short term, there was nothing Tony could do about those first two items, and currently there was no one he could inform about their planned meeting. So he decided to try to tackle the last item instead, picking up his coffee and heading to his room. If he could find any cameras or microphones or anything of the sort in his room, that would be significant. Not only would it prove he was right to be worried about it, but it would help him gain everyone else's trust, too; if he found anything in his room, surely they'd be able to find similar devices in the same places in their rooms. Furthermore, it would mean he could make at least his own room safe for discussing their plans... assuming he found [i]everything,[/i] anyway.

Walking through the door to his room, he closed and locked the door behind him, set his coffee on the desk, and got to work. He looked around for a good while, and at least in his own opinion he was pretty thorough. He'd seen people searching for wires before, and although he'd never done it himself he did have some idea as to what he was doing. However, those people had used an RF detector to help with the search, and Tony had nothing of the sort. If there [i]was[/i] something hidden in his room - which Tony still suspected was likely - they were probably laughing at him as they watched his fruitless search unfold. Eventually he gave up, having found nothing. It wasn't proof that there [i]wasn't[/i] something there, necessarily, but if there was they were probably very well hidden.

Tony could only hope that their investigation into who was blackmailing everyone - and why - would have more success.