<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ab/1b/dd/ab1bddea870374f1b6b590f684f4f350.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Miss Lise Kincaid<br/><strong>Player:</strong>NowhereWoman<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Clubhouse<br/><strong>Time:</strong>8:45ish AM<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>tight white shorts (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c2/5f/94/c25f94e296042e9c38714bc31365f81c.jpg); Kinsey Lake t-shirt, nicely worn-in hiking boots<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Roxanne<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Seek and unhide<br/><br/>One of Kincaid's meticulously-plucked eyebrows reached for the ceiling like an extra in  a bank heist film.  Roxanne had clearly been here: the food hadn't set itself up, and certainly the caterers, she was sure, hadn't been much help. She hadn't gone back to the Staff trailer; either Lise or Galadriel would have seen her. It was very unlikely she'd decided now was the moment to take a shower, nor to drown herself in the lake. Which meant she was still here, and simply not answering.<br/><br/>Grinning, the older woman bent to untie her boots and cautiously set them to one side. In socks alone, she catwalked her way to one of the sliding doors, peeked out. Catching sight of a familiar profile, she went back inside, went to the other door, which gave her a better angle of attack. Inch by inch, she crept up on her assistant.<br/><br/>"Hello, dear," she cooed, draping an arm over Roxanne's shoulder. "We missed you downstairs. Are you hiding from us?"<br/>