
Location: Château de La Lune: Lavender Room
Skills: N/A
Leaving the bathroom, Tony was pleased to see that everything was dry; he would not be late. As he began putting on his tuxedo, a routine he was quite familiar with, he allowed his mind to wander yet again to the problems that still needed to be solved.
He doubted that the favor he still had to find time to do for George would directly reveal anything important, but getting into the family's private quarters would present a lot of opportunities, even if he was under strict escort. If he could discreetly watch George enter the code for the door, that would give all of the nominees the information they need to be able to sneak in themselves. Then they might have a real chance at finding whatever evidence might be hidden away.
That was all ifs and maybes, though; no direct leads on who the culprits are. He's seen nothing yet that changes his initial suspicions, though. Elenore must be involved to some extent, and Lawrence seems almost too obvious to the point of probably being a red herring. She almost certainly was not working alone, but ultimately this is all her show and no matter who else was involved, she's the head of the beast. But at least for Tony, what mattered most was finding and erasing any trace of the information that he'd found on his desk when he arrived.
Well, that would have to be resolved soon... time's running short. But Tony's watch told him this was not the only deadline that loomed; it was nearly time for the ball. After fastening some intricate silver cufflinks on each wrist, and checking everything in the mirror one last time to make sure every detail was perfect, he stepped out into the hallway and headed towards Constance's room. Barely a moment later, she stepped out into the hallway herself. As Tony went to meet her, the sight before him made all thoughts of murders and blackmail slip away. "Wow."

