<div style="text-align: justify;">Marie was startled when Rich slammed the door on her face. She knew many guests could be less than polite, but that was way too much. Taking a deep breath in, the woman sighed to let out some steam. <br/><br/>Marie considered leaving, but she decided to stick around a little. Rich might start yelling, and she could pick up on anything, after all. Sticking around, the woman leaned close to the wall right next to the door and waited. <br/><br/>When Rich started yelling at Diane, Marie couldn’t help but smile. She wasn’t happy that Diane was getting yelled at. But she was happy that Rich wasn’t worried about discretion, and was yelling loudly enough for her to pick up on every word he was saying. <br/><br/>When the plate hit the door, Marie gasped softly in surprise. She really didn’t expect that. And she really hoped that Rich wouldn’t hurt the poor girl. She had been hurt enough already. There wasn’t anything she could do, though, other than being there in case she was called back. <br/><br/>The woman would stay all the way through the conversation, and only when Rich stop yelling did she retreat. She definitely needed to talk to the two ladies. They might be interested in what she had heard through the door, after all.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">***********************************</div><br/><br/>Pierre kept that carefree smile while he led Martin out the door. He still toyed with the idea of teasing Martin with the thought of moving to Paris and working there, but he felt Martin wasn’t stressed enough for it. Maybe next time, Pierre thought to himself. Because he was pretty sure there would be a next time. Something else would have to go wrong for Martin, and he would be there - waiting.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">***********************************</div><br/><br/>Colette was a little more relieved when she noticed that Paul would talk to her. Whatever he seemed to want to say, Colette could feel that it was serious. Taking a deep breath, Colette braced herself for whatever Paul had to say.<br/><br/>Paul’s words made Colette’s jaw drop. She was obviously dumbstruck. ~“Oh, dear”~, she murmured, walking to Paul’s bed and sitting down. ~“I would never… have suspected”~, she continued after a moment. Her gaze didn’t hold any judgement, but she seemed disappointed. Colette was a simple woman, and that wasn’t really a part of her universe, but she had already heard that it sometimes happened. ~“I didn’t expect that”~, Colette muttered. ~“It doesn’t matter now. What matters is that someone is clearly blackmailing you. I… I want to help you. Would you like me to try and find out who is doing this?”~, Colette offered, spontaneous as she usually was.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">***********************************</div><br/><br/>Marie had left her shift and changed in the hotel, so she wouldn’t lose too much time. She had chosen a nice navy blue dress, very matronly, but nice looking enough for her to make a good figure. She didn’t take too long to meet Shane at the restaurant she had taught him how to get to. When she saw him, the woman showed a kind smile and touched Shane’s cheek in a motherly way.<br/><br/>“You look so handsome, dear”, she complimented honestly. “I hope you are hungry. This place is not fancy, but they make good food. The owners are my old friends”, the woman explained, while leading Shane in.</div>