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[color=skyblue]Location[/color]: Château de La Lune: Lavender Room
[color=skyblue]Skills[/color]: N/A
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As Tony walked down the hall of bedrooms, he saw a butler going from door to door, holding a stack of cards. Sure enough, within a minute of returning to the [color=#B57EDC]Lavender Room,[/color] having barely started unpacking his luggage that had arrived while he was gone, there was a knock on the door. [color=skyblue]”Come,”[/color] he called in answer, not turning from the pile of luxurious dress shirts he was trying to choose his dinner attire from.

He heard the door open, and the butler entered the room, lingering near the door. “Hello, Monsieur. I am here to collect your dinner preference card.”

[color=skyblue]”It’s on the desk,”[/color] Tony responds briefly, glancing at the butler and the desk before returning his attention to the clothes.

“Thank you, monsieur.” Felix collects the card and places it in his coat pocket. “If you need anything please let me know and I will do my best to accommodate.”

[color=skyblue]”Will do, thank you,”[/color] Tony responds without turning to look at him. Felix nods - which Tony doesn’t see - and leaves, closing the door behind him.

Remembering that the itinerary had said to dress “fancy” for dinner, Tony decides that he should dress a bit more formally than he normally would. Turning away from the shirts, he looks at the few jackets he’d brought, and after a moment of deliberation decides on a [url=https://canalius.vtexassets.com/arquivos/ids/311869-777-auto/J0147-JX02170-201_b_.jpg]grey silk-cashmere blazer[/url]; not the finest jacket he owned, but close. To complete the outfit, he chose a pair of grey wool dress pants that closely matched the blazer, a light blue shirt, and his black calfskin oxfords. Frowning at a few wrinkles he found, he rummaged through his luggage to find his travel steamer, then got to work.

While waiting for his clothes to dry, he grabbed his toiletry bag and went to the bathroom to freshen up. As he brushed his teeth, he thought once again about the documents he’d found on his desk earlier. He did not have the slightest idea who was responsible, although he reasoned that it could not be any of the nominees - they had all arrived at the same time, after all. He also thought it unlikely that any of the staff or younger family members would be the culprit - if the head(s) of the family didn’t know it was happening, they’d presumably be outraged if they discovered that someone in the household was blackmailing a nominee.

[color=skyblue]No, it must be someone that’s in charge of things, or they at least know about it,[/color] Tony thought. But that didn’t really narrow it down that much - could it be the matriarch, Elenore? Could it be one of her children? Who knows… Lawrence had acted like he wasn’t very involved and didn’t know who was nominated, but that may very well be a ruse. He would need to watch all of them carefully.

Once his clothes were dry, Tony got dressed, leaving two buttons undone on his shirt, and applied a tasteful amount of cologne. Checking his watch, he saw that he had just a few minutes before dinner started, so without further ado he left the room. [color=skyblue]Hopefully I can get a better idea of who’s in charge around here over the course of dinner,[/color] he thought as he made his way downstairs to the dining room.