Meanwhile, Leo is just gently prodding the NPC about different conversation topics. Most of this sounds pretty useless - you can’t blackmail someone for wearing out of style heels - but he knows there has to be something buried in here…
“-and then I noticed that Lady Ornate Boxshell wasn’t sitting with her husband! Ah, but then I nipped off to the powder room, but it was occupied…”
“Was Lady Ornate Boxshell inside?” Leo asks, raising an eyebrow.
The holoturtle pauses and flutters her fan. “Is that unusual?”
Leo thinks over the tidal wave of information before this… remembering another mentioned party guest who seems to have disappeared.
“Was Lord Asian Boxshell also in there?” he asks, giving the turtle a conspiratorial wink.
She flutters her fan even more aggressively. “I never said anything of the sort,” she says, but her voice sounds tinged with glee.
Leo grins. Bingo. Time to end this conversation and get out of here!
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“-and then I noticed that Lady Ornate Boxshell wasn’t sitting with her husband! Ah, but then I nipped off to the powder room, but it was occupied…”
“Was Lady Ornate Boxshell inside?” Leo asks, raising an eyebrow.
The holoturtle pauses and flutters her fan. “Is that unusual?”
Leo thinks over the tidal wave of information before this… remembering another mentioned party guest who seems to have disappeared.
“Was Lord Asian Boxshell also in there?” he asks, giving the turtle a conspiratorial wink.
She flutters her fan even more aggressively. “I never said anything of the sort,” she says, but her voice sounds tinged with glee.
Leo grins. Bingo. Time to end this conversation and get out of here!