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

If they wanted to bury the hatchet, that was just fine with her. After all, if she was going to spend a considerable amount of time with these people, it was best to be on one's best behavior. Even if it killed her. So she put on a sickly sweet smile [color=F48CA7]"Your hospitality knows no bounds, darling."[/color] Haakon returned by then and she made a point to stand with him should the others still consider him a nuisance. Even if the man was, surely he could be handled easily. So what point was it to be rude to the poor man?

[color=F48CA7]"Those dreams are getting more and more exhausting with each night. I can't help but feel there is a deeper meaning involved in these dreams. One really should sit down and explore them further."[/color] She had done her own examining of the dreams, but perhaps the others had their own theories on their meaning. Not to mention she had Haakon and that other woman in her dream. Was she in theirs too? This was getting tiring. She looked up as Lauren stepped away and noticed Peter returning with the museum lady, Vera, next to him. She didn't look quite right. It seemed she had an interesting night once they left the museum.