<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/15/9b/d8/159bd8603767a84d1b47b7e2fdce9c45--melanie-martinez-makeup-melanie-martinez-style.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Constance De Vil<br/><strong>TIME/DATE:</strong>8:00am 20th of October 2017<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Roger Rabbit's Strip Club<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>John Ratcliffe<br/><strong>MISC INFORMATION:</strong><br/><br/>Constance laughed as it seemed to make Zander uncomfortable that they all knew now whom he fancied. "Oh don't be such a poor sport, Adon can't control it, if he could, then I'm sure he would." She pointed out.<br/><br/>Constance rolled her eyes at John. "Always the charmer aren't you?" She said full of sarcasm. "No, I have another proposition for you. One that should appease you in a whole new way. But again, it depends if you have what I need Radcliffe." She said with a sigh and when he'd mentioned how Zander's perfect girl was Mabelle, she rolled her eyes again. "He's not my boyfriend you moron, Zander is simply helping me with this so he too can benefit from this. But now I think I have more of an idea of his motives." She said as she looked over at him.<br/><br/>"Here's the rub. My brother made a contraption he wrote in his journal before he went off to become goodie two shoes in Auradon, that broke through the barrier for a second because he didn't have a big enough power source. I'm looking for something that can generate enough power to blow this barrier sky high and free us from it, even if it's only long enough for us to get away from here. And when I mean us...I mean me, Zander, Donna, and if you're willing to accept, you. But I need to know if you have what I'm looking for, otherwise, the offer is useless." She looked at John pointedly.<br/><br/>"So, do you have what I'm looking for or should I just count you among the useless here?" She hoped she wasn't beating a dead horse here.