Morgan waited in silence as Lydia snapped at the bouncer, who she now knew as Charles. Hopefully, she wouldn’t be coming back here often enough to get comfortable using his name. As he stammered his apology, Morgan slipped her hands into her coat pockets, politely waiting her turn. There was no sense in agitating the female vampire further.<br/><br/>After Charles left, Lydia ushered her forward, and Morgan sat down in the chair, pulling her notebook from inside her coat along with the pen. Outside of the notes she’d left in the archives, Morgan had taken her own personal, shorter notes about Helena that she could study at home. Elias often teased her about taking her work home with her, but now that she was falling asleep in the archives, perhaps she was bringing her home to her work.<br/><br/>She made herself comfortable in the soft, leather back chair, wondering how it was that vampires had enough money to afford such fineries while she had<i> just</i>enough to pay for a table and a few chairs. Not that she had guests over often outside of her parents. Her brother, Martin, was a well known scholar in Plumere's massive library, and her sister, Melanie, opened a bakery in a small village just outside Onyxport. Morgan was the only one to remain in the city itself, so she was alone more often than not. It didn't bother her in the slightest; it left peace and quiet for her to read and study the world from a comfortable place. Her time in the Enforcers already made life exciting enough. She had plans to travel one day, but traveling took money, money she didn't have.<br/><br/>She realized she was staring at the unopened notebook as Lydia spoke, and her head lifted, loose curls wavering around her face. "Helena Petrini. Does the name sound familiar to you? She was only 22, had done well in school and was studying at the University... had a lot of artistic talent. Her family didn't know of any associations with vampires, and Helena was apparently somewhat secretive about her personal life." Morgan had remembered the information off the top of her head, but she opened the notebook and scanned her finger down the middle. Satisfied that she didn't miss anything, her gray-blue eyes looked back up to the vampire.<br/><br/>"I'm still investigating her family and any possible leads. It was what I had been doing before I was out walking." She bit her lip, glancing at the arm of the fancy chair as she leaned her elbow on it. "I want to apologize for my partner's behavior. He's... biased, though as far as I understand, no vampire has ever slighted him, so I don't know what set him off so terribly after you made yourself clear."