Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25924729-20160209062713/@comment-26130256-20160519065950

"To be honest, I'm afraid of confusing you with someone who works here.  I'd die of embarrassment!" Opal blushed a little even thinking about it. "But unfortunately, Violet filled out a little earlier than you, so nothing of hers or mine would fit you.  It's a pity, but we don't have much choice."

"As for Ochre, just two things.  If your employer really has you investigating the family, you already know what happened to Ochre's wife, Rosa Cardamom.  Her death broke him, in a way.  So be very careful talking about the subject, if you even need to.  Also, I don't know if you drink or not, but please don't bother asking for any champagne, since we never keep any.  Rosa always loved champagne, and now nobody in the family touches the stuff except on her birthday." After another minute of walking, the women stood at an ornate wooden door. Faintly clattering plates gave away what lay beyond.

"Any more questions, before I open the door?"