<strong>Aimé Brigitte Augustin- Sitting at the bar. </strong><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Chuckling lightly at the man at the bar, she gave him a coy grin<em>“now now, even though one is a pilot you can’t forget manners or proper hygiene, qui?”</em>Giving a small nod of her head, Aimé started fanning herself yet again<em>“ah well that is a good question, while I cannot vouch for the others I on the other hand simply enjoy meeting interesting characters.”</em>At hearing the menu was now available Amie pondered ordering something, all too quickly was her train of thought interrupted by a loud male voice.  Shaking her head in distaste at the man’s manners she gave the menu a brief look over. Noticing a waitress approach her, she gave a polite smile as she received the card, casually placing it in the band going around her top hat.<br/><br/>Nodding at Ms. Lamarr she offered a small toast with her glass, giving the woman a silent agreement that she would be there.  Giving a slight unlady like huff she turned at the one that proclaimed himself Maxwell Quinn, the Silver Hammer of Hollywood,<em> “monsieur if you are who you say you are then perhaps a little class is in order.”</em>Keeping her voice calm and only a small tilt of her head in his direction as Aimé addressed him,<em>“though this place is not a five start restaurant. No offense good sir.</em>” Quickly adding the last part for ‘Tiny’<em>“do you believe it is best to act like… Like a oh… How do you say brute?” </em><br/><br/>Turning her attention back to ‘Tiny’ she ordered a very light meal as well as a cup of coffee if he had any made. Listening to all the others talk to Ms. Lammar she idly grabbed the card, giving it a another look over. Tapping it on the counter Aimé knew she would have to send word to her father not wanting to cause him even more worry. “This will be most interesting” speaking to no one in particular she sat there waiting for her food.<br/>