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[center][h1][color=#D8BFD8]Rihannon Linx[/color][/h1]  
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[color=#D8BFD8]Location:[/color] Library
[color=#D8BFD8]Skills:[/color] N/A 
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[color=#D8BFD8]”I am more of a doer than a reader,”[/color] Rhiannon stated by way of declining the suggestion that she go and buy books by some dude named Proust. Why did everyone think boasting about reading in another language was some sort of magical feat?

Rhiannon listened to the small talk, hoping it would yield to something. Thankfully, it did. Apparently, the wine business was dying, and Richard thought his family was stuck in the past. Interesting. Rhi smiled at Ralph before asking their next question.

[color=#D8BFD8]”If you could make the switch from wine into another business adventure, what would you want to do?”[/color] It might lead to nothing, but Rhi found it interesting that Richard, one of the oldest members of the family, thought the rest of his family was a little behind the times. Mildly, Rhi wondered what Elenor would think of that.

In the distance, the lunch bell rang.