The party was nice, as expected for a man who took such pride in art. The air full of sweet and slow music played by the band sat in the corner, the light chatter of guests speaking down their noses at one another could be heard filtering through the air but this was not what she was here to pay attention to. It wasn't a painting that he had on display, wasn't a rare artifact or another bone of this was what she was interested in. Her mind was on something greater as she slipped through the crowd.<br/><br/>It was a small party, or at least small compared to how many could of fit into the ballroom, she didn't stick out, she blended in well. Being unnoticed was important. She achieved her task by playing the act of arm candy. She had swept in on the elbow of an older man. Her said date was already into his third cup of wine, she had slipped away before his grubby hands had stained the white satin of the dress she wore. Tonight she was a blond, the wig pulled tight over her short red hair, the wig was full of curls that cascaded down her back and as she made her way to the hallways. It was not long before she was greeted by a man. He was nothing more than A security guard but he was her first obstacle, it was one she ready for.<br/><br/>Clover couldn't kill some one, that wasn't her job. Her skill set was seduction, her body her favorite weapon. She was putting it to use now as she peered up at the man who looked her over with lustful eyes taking in her nicely sized rack and long legs that showed through the slightly transparent fabric, it didn't take much just a charming word, a brush of hand against his chest to let her pass telling her the bathroom was down the hallway. The guests were suppose to only be allowed in the one across the house. After this the guard would not keep his job, she wasn't interested in the bathroom down the hall but another room.<br/><br/>She made her way with ease having studied the blue prints long enough to know which room was the study. Around the corner, three doors on the left. She felt a bit of excitement, she always did right before. This was the important part, she would be on the clock and she had to go fast to avoid being caught.<br/><br/>She slipped in and the door clicked softly behind her as she made her way across the room to peer at the rather simple painting with a smile, behind here lay the safe and in there The Queens necklace and she was almost drooling with want but she had to be patient things were meant to be timed out. She dragged the fake from her purse her before sliding her hand along the edge of the picture, at last there was a click an it swung open as she stared at the safe. She had a minute, she would pop it open the lights would be shut down, a 'power surge' and then she would do the switch and have to make it down to the bathroom before the lights turned on. Or so that was the plan.<br/><br/>She let out one deep breath before nimble fingers began to push in codes and the lights clicked off quicker then she expected but she had caught sight of the necklace and grabbed at it tossing the fake in as she heard the door click open, shock ran through her as she let out a gasp as if surprise to hide the sound of things clicking closed, she let her body bump against the chair as she called out. "Hello," and before she knew lights where on and her green eyes where settling on the very man she was stealing from. "Is everything okay the lights just went out so suddenly," she spoke innocently. The necklace had been slipped down the front of her dress and was now cradled between her breast