[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=910A1C][center]Ivanna (Brendan)[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

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Location: Château de La Lune:
Skills: N/A
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Elenore seemed quite poised and put together, despite the horrors. Brendan wasn't sure whether to admire her 'show must go on' ability, or be incredibly sus of her for not being more freaked out. Was she admirably calm, or just way too calm? He nodded as she mentioned helping out with the flowers, glancing over to Millicent, wondering what she was thinking about Elenore. 

Elenore then asked them to help out with something else,  but before she could say what, she was interupted by a bell, which apparently meant food, and that rich people could seemingly be trained the same way as Pavlov's dog. Elenore told them to go get food, then return, and [i]then [/i]she'd tell them what to do. Brendan wondered why she couldn't just say it now? How was he supposed to have room for food, when he was so full of suspense? Still, he was glad they'd have a reason to come back and try to find out more, at least. He just hoped whatever she needed help with, it'd continue to be just her, him and Millicent. It'd be hard to learn anything if others were around.

He agreed to help her after he was done eating, following Millicent out into the hall. Once they were alone, Millicent told Brendan that she'd been unable to get a read on Elenore, and suggested that they try and bring up Miguel or Elenore's husband to see her reaction.

Brendan nodded. [color=910A1C] "Yeah. If she has a weird reaction...well, it'll mean something. We'll work it into the conversation and see if she freaks. We gotta be able to figure out something from her." [/color]

Brendan followed Millicent to the food, wondering if he was going to get Pavlov'd from all these bells too. He was certainly going to come away from all this with a much stronger reaction to mystery envelopes in the mail.