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[center][h1][color=#e31e1e]Constance Monroe[/color][/h1]
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[color=#e31e1e]Location[/color]:Château de La Lune - Dining Hall
[color=#e31e1e]Skills[/color]: N/A [/center]  
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Constance nibbled on her food as she swore she could feel the tension in the air thicken, especially as the conversations turned towards various topics too close at hand to Renee and Miguel. Yes, the group of them were the only ones to know about him, besides the murderer, but that couldn't last forever. Just because the weather was sour didn't mean the groundskeeper wouldn't eventually notice the twice upturned dirt. Had they really covered him up? What if his finger was poking out? Constance hadn't been watching really, she couldn't. It had made her panic and feel ill.

At that memory, she found herself putting her fork down again, and only half listening to everything in the room, until Tony spoke. [color=#e31e1e]"You know, I don't believe I've met Agatha either, or have seen her. She was missing last night, I believe. Wasn't she suppose to be sitting next to you? Maybe it would do well for someone to check on her, maybe you? I know you're a surgeon, but it's not like they could get a doctor out here in this weather."[/color]

Constance did hope that she could help get at least Tony in to see Agatha, even if she couldn't. She did look up as Millicent spoke and blinked a bit. It seemed that she was trying to bait him, then and there? Was that such a good idea to do in front of all the other La Lune's? She just hoped Millicent knew what she was doing... or that any of them to be honest.