<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/db/6be9da5452d2eab5c4db986880b9f095.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Aline Myobi -</strong> <em>In the back with Morgan and Ingrid...</em></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><sub>Note: Current profit - $1000</sub></div><br/>Aline wasn't sure if she should be exasperated or still furious with Morgan. He had such<em>nerve</em>sometimes. Half the time when an event came around, Aline was busy trying to make sure that Morgan stayed locked in his room so that he didn't attend the function and ruin her carefully built reputation yet again. Returning from a short walk to the refreshment table, she handed a glass to Ingrid with just a bit of whiskey instead - enough to maybe be a double shot. She knew her friend's careful intake of alcohol, but sometimes you just needed it to make the world easier to bear.<br/><br/>To Morgan's greeting, she just gave him a look. "Good afternoon to you as well, and yes, it's nice to see that you're...properly clothed..." That feeling of light dread was back. A drunken Morgan and a pissed off Ingrid in the same room could not bode well. "Well!" Grasping them both on either side, she hooked her arm through theirs and steered them back towards the doors, heading to the little waiting area between the doors to the auction and the elevator. "Why don't we continue this lovely conversation outside? Wouldn't want to disrupt the<em>auction</em>now would we?"<br/><br/>The word auction was emphasized slightly as she squeezed Morgan's arm uncomfortably tight. It would be just like him to think that it was a party, but then again, he was never truly serious half the time. Even now, Aline still wondered if his antics were planned beforehand just to piss her off.