<div style="text-align: justify;">Colette thought Paul's idea was a good one. Sending the person who was presenting him or herself as Jessica Barnes a note offering help should have a good effect. If this person really wanted to bring Rich down, they would be happy to help, and maybe this would satisfy this person. If not, they would have at least tried. And maybe the person would be willing to negotiate.<br/><br/>~"Very well"~, Colette agreed. ~"Do you have paper and pen there?"~, she asked, preparing to create something that sounded good enough to convince the person to talk to them and not hurt anyone.<br/><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: white;background:white;"/></div><br/>Marie smiled when Shane said he believed in karma. "So do I, son", she replied, not wanting to correct the young man. She knew he wouldn't like to hear what she had to say. Therefore, she would act and then, once she was done, she would tell him what she had done. She was only looking after him, after all.<br/><br/>Still, the woman decided to give the girl one last chance. If she didn't see reason even with a note to read, then there was no hope.<br/><br/>"I understand, son", the woman replied to Shane's concerns. "Write the note for her, and I will deliver it. How does that work?", Marie asked, really wanting to give Diane that one last chance.<br/><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: white;background:white;"/></div><br/>The Italian Lady smiled at Rich's arrogance. If only he knew she was just faking... What a shame that she couldn't tell him how she really felt. At least not yet. She knew she would get the chance to tell him everything right before her employers dispatched him to the other side.<br/><br/>That was the only think that gave her the patience to please Rich one more time.<br/><br/>"Oh, I know you will, my King...", she murmured with a sigh. "You are the best man I have ever had".<br/><br/><div><hr style="height:2px; width:100%; border:0; color: white;background:white;"/></div><br/>Pierre smiled and nodded at Martin's words. For now, he would be perfectly discreet and not bother Martin at all. He needed to get the actor to let and keep his guard down, after all. "I am sure she needs something relaxing, and it will be a pleasure to help", Pierre replied. "I feel terrible for what happened", he completed.<br/><br/>Once they had both established that there was nothing wrong going on, Pierre finally led the way.<br/><br/>The young French actor would keep a perfectly normal behavior while they went up in the elevator. Only once they were alone behind a locked door would Pierre drop the mask and touch Martin's face, a compassionate expression in his dark green eyes. "Does it hurt too bad?", the young man asked, apparently really concerned.</div>