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[center][h1][color=#e31e1e]Constance Monroe[/color][/h1]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/voFe7CA.png[/img]  
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[color=#e31e1e]Location[/color]:Château de La Lune - Outside -> Foyer
[color=#e31e1e]Skills[/color]: N/A [/center]  
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Constance was a bit glad that it seemed that idea of trying to search the La Lune's rooms was discarded for the moment. She could be graceful, elegant, but sneaky and snoopy? Those were not her greatest qualities, despite what some might think of her. Talking to others, however, she could do. She could be charming, warm, and receptive. It had served her well, and hopefully it could get some of the La Lune's to open to them.

[color=#e31e1e]"I don't mind seeking out and speaking to Jeanne. If she was concerned about Miguel, then she might truly have no idea what is going on, or a very good actor."[/color] She hadn't really interacted much with any of the La Lune's, but she would take Tony's cue on which one to talk to first. Also talking to one of the younger ones, maybe around her own age or so, might be a bit easier than trying to talk to one of the older ones first.

As they headed back to the house, she kept close to Tony and paused as he asked her that question. [color=#e31e1e]"Everyone is hiding something. We know that. But... tragedy makes for strange bed fellows. It is a hesitant trust until we have more information."[/color] She whispered back to him and leaned in closer. [color=#e31e1e]"I do trust you, but I am also aware you were with me all night. I don't need to know your secrets, those are your to keep."[/color]

Once they reached the house, Constance sighed as she looked at her boots. [color=#e31e1e]"Drat, I really liked these ones too... Oh. Towels!"[/color] She reached for one and gently started to use it to dry off her hair, which was probably beyond ruin at that point. She would have to fix it later. 

[color=#e31e1e]"Shall we grab some lunch first?"[/color] She looked up to Tony, and then offered him a small smile.