<div class="floatleft">(https://makeupmag.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/Grand-Budapest_Madame_800x1200.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/b5/d4/44/b5d444c83a42cf0db3d0db2d6db691db.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong><br/>&lt; - <strong>Eugenia Jordan</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=265658.msg13111122#msg13111122) | <strong>Renee Simone</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=265658.msg13111123#msg13111123) - &gt;<br/><strong>Date:</strong><br/>April 1st, 2017<br/><strong>Time:</strong><br/>Around noon<br/><strong>Where:</strong><br/>Atrium, not far from the elevators of the Antony<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong><br/>Everyone around the atrium<br/><strong>Summary:</strong><br/>People Watching<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/>Light, Conversation<br/></div><br/><hr/><br/>A disgusted, horrified little gasp escaped Eugenia's lips when she heard the child speak of the dog that needed to be potty trained.  The mere thought of such potential messes seemed to offend her sensibilities, cringing away at the sight of dogs and children.  As far as she was concerned, children and dogs were of the same untrained, dirty nature, and the less she had to be around them, the better it would be for all, she knew.<br/><br/>The last thing she needed was another court case brought against her for trying to discipline unruly beasts.<br/><br/>Renee seemed to be picking up on the increasingly volatility of the situation, and did not want to make things erupt and ruin everything.  It was her one and best chance to get into the old woman's things when she was the only person there.  If the kids moved her into a home, or drew straws to see who would be bringing the old hag into their house, her opportunity would be ruined.<br/><br/>No.  It was perhaps best to try and get the old woman out before she got the two of them kicked out.  And to that end, Renee moved quickly as she could to mop up the damage, giving her embarrassed, apologetic smile to the growing group as she went to the old lady.  “Come on, Mrs. Eugenia...  We could try for a nap again, no?” She said in the french accent, helping to lift the old woman back up to her feet.<br/><br/>Eugenia gave the group remaining a disgusted look, muttering under her breath about being dropped in some sort of orphanage, animal pound, college dorm hybrid.  Renee smiled back to the crowd, again trying to look apologetic.  “It wuz nice to meet you all.” She said in a false, cheerful tone as she and the old bitch got into the elevator.