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She couldn't help but gawk jealously at everything they saw. The car, the house, everything radiated an aura of refined, expensive taste and elegance. Even the woman who greeted them, considering she was supposed to be Azzie's mother, looked suprisingly well off. Laura secretly wondered if her chemical arsenal included a miracle anti-aging cream.

The trio turned in time to see her stifle a small laugh, before[http:// https://youtu.be/uYD1FUdB0bc?t=201 bowing curtly ] to Opal. "An honour, Ma'am Cardamom. I'm Daphne, or 'the Poison Darts One', if you prefer." As she bowed, her nose crinkled ever so slightly at a familiar smell. Laura's interest in the slim knives around Opal's dress suddenly grew, finding the maid bent before the woman far longer than necessary.

Abruptly, she straightened, before anyone got any wrong impressions. "Sorry to pry, ma'am. But I couln't help catching a trace of bitter almonds. Is that cyanide by any chance?"