John
*He walks downstairs trying not to alert anyone and sits in the chair opposite of Lady Caprice reading his book about various stones*
Joan
```I am a doer, not a dreamer.```

She couldn't help but awkwardly chuckle at that remark. Her dad was more than a bit apprehensive but more than a little eccentric. Everything had something to do with business, as he liked to say *"Don't be afraid to sacrifice the good for greater!"* She without a doubt was definitely her father's daughter. He wouldn't allow a single second to pass when he had dollar bills to make! It made her wonder how he found the time to battle. A balance that she still hadn't been able to make, a balance in life that only the lords knew whether or not she'd run into it. Though she said it loud and proud that she could fire so much further in life then her father, she happened to have her countless doubts about things. People like her dad were one in a billion, what were the chances that she two could be a person like that? The odds weren't likely... It was fun to pretend. 

Caprice shook her head slightly causing her hair to sway, "Honestly my old man is too much of a workaholic he doesn't know what's good for him." She said with a dejected sigh, glancing at the other man that had just entered but only for a second figuring that he didn't want to be disturbed. She couldn't help but be curious about what he was reading before diverting her attention back to the champion. "Music? Why of course I do... Any kind is satisfying to moi if i'm being honest... What about you?"
Ronald
The awkwardness was too familiar as Cord looks down. Being a champion's son wasn't sunshine, and his father's money was the only reason he didn't punt the man any earlier. He didn't mind having expectations on him since his hatred usually made him perform well, but the state of his home as a child was sickening. He would be connected to the ghosts that muttered nasty things outside his house, and the eerie piano everyone didn't touch in school. He admitted that he turned into a more... Childish version of his father, but he was too focused on everything else.

"Sounds like someone truly dedicated to something", he had mixed feelings about it but decided to keep it short. "Music is a big part of my life, I usually prefer symphonies rather than pieces with words", he tapped on his knees, "There is a particular album I like, though most people prefer hearing the first part only"