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Pierre turned around at the sound of a voice. He was face to face with a red haired woman. He wasn't one to ask for help. He liked to figure things out for himself. "I don't think so. I'm just looking around." He listened as the sound of his familiar French accent echoed softly through the empty corridor. Well, almost empty. He smiled politely at the woman and hoped that she wouldn't see through his cover up.
Carley nodded, smiling.
"Oh, okay." Well, even if he had been lost the most she'd be able to tell him was that he was on the fifth floor. She was about good as lost herself.
"My name's Carley." she said extending a hand. Hmm, did French people shake hands? He sounded french. Well even if he didn't the must have gotten used to it by now. Most people shook hands here. She smiled at the possible French man again.