 The Disappearing Girl | | Swooping Bowtruckle
Blaise turned around as another man walked in, making sure to not stare at anyone as he observed the room. Yeah, the music was too happy for him, but oh well. To each his own. He walked around with his hands behind his back, tuning out the music and honing in on the conversation that began behind him when another man came in and started speaking to the other.
Finding a reflective surface, he peered into it to look at the two men without actually turning around. That would be rude. He noticed one man had on an MLE badge. The one who was sitting down, with the paper earplugs.
Something about vials? That was odd. He kept that in mind as he continued to look around the area.
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