[center][h1][Color=F48CA7]Josephine Clark[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=F48CA7]Location:[/color] Egyptian Museum -> Qasr El Nil Barracks[/center][hr]

Josephine followed the others out of the dreadful museum. Really, why anyone would go there for entertainment purposes was beyond her. She made sure to stay close to Haakon, who seemed red in the face due to his antics. She felt for the poor dear. Peter [i]was[/i] an interesting person. Having been presumed dead and then coming back to life. It was fascinating. Something out of a movie, to be sure.

She looked over to her other companions. The Egyptian woman, the dancer she figured, was accompanied by some army looking man who really didn't say much. She wondered if the two were involved? Then there was the other woman, who seemed to be fit to sitting in the background, apart from a few spoken words. She mentally waved her hand, she had no time for that. You either wanted to be the center of attention or you were the understudy. She wanted the limelight.

She helped herself to some Scotch as well, a habit she picked up from her grandfather, and sat down to listen to Peter's story. It was entertaining, but she couldn't help but feel the man was being somewhat elusive for dramatic purposes. She knew how that went perfectly well. Crown's Orders her foot. She looked over to Haakon who was scribbling in his notebook. She took a quick peak before he closed it. She didn't understand what he wrote and she winked at him and returned her attention to Peter. She made a mental note of the text she read though. Perhaps her and Haakon could get to the bottom of this.