#Castle on the TL! ~ Follow ~ Ethan Slaughter Inara Serra Richard Castle Kate Beckett and @DapperGumshoe to keep tabs! ~ HQ

-- Ballroom to the left... Do we need to check in somewhere, baobei? Ethan Slaughter Richard Castle Kate Beckett @DapperGumshoe

I'm sorry? Oh... {Smile never wavering as she realized her misstep, -- @DapperGumshoe Richard Castle Kate Beckett Ethan Slaughter

-- she shook her head; silken raven tresses settling prettily around her -- @DapperGumshoe Richard Castle Kate Beckett Ethan Slaughter

-- shoulders} I meant, men who work the day shift. Men of /this/ time, -- @DapperGumshoe Richard Castle Kate Beckett Ethan Slaughter

-- as opposed to those who work later in the day. Day shift workers always --@DapperGumshoe Richard Castle Kate Beckett Ethan Slaughter

-- seem a touch more... aggressive. Perhaps it's all the coffee? -- @DapperGumshoe Richard Castle Kate Beckett Ethan Slaughter

-- {Turning smoothly to Ethan Slaughter, she nodded firmly, stamping down hard on the -- @DapperGumshoe Richard Castle Kate Beckett

-- urge to laugh} Wouldn't you agree, Detective? @DapperGumshoe Richard Castle Kate Beckett Ethan Slaughter

{A subtlety beauty and quiet grace to her presence that effortlessly commanded attention, she bowed her head demurely; slender --

--fingers resting on Ethan Slaughter's arm as she swept the room with a glance} {murmuring} One of the qualities expected of a Companion? --

-- A thorough fluency in body language. {Arching a brow, she angled away from Ethan Slaughter, subtly glancing towards a well dressed --

-- couple in the corner.} The woman hasn't stopped tapping her toe since we arrived, and /he's/ flushed and fidgeting. I'd guess she --

-- managed to catch him looking elsewhere. {arching a brow} Most ungentlemanly. {Full lips curving in a smile, she moved with --

- .Ethan Slaughter down the hall, the sway to her step drawing more than a few stares, dark eyes focused on #Ethan.} And what about them? -

-- {Inclining her head towards a couple on the stairwell, she grinned, playful as she stretched to whisper in Ethan Slaughter's ear} --

-- Distance between them, pretending to be professional. Yet he's got a thread from her blouse wound around the clasp on his watch. --

- {Taking the stairs with a regal air, she smiled cordially at the officers in the hall, carefully lifting her skirt to avoid stepping on -

-- the fine satin.} People like to think they're terribly clever but their tells always give them away... Don't worry, bao bei. --

-- We'll find our culprit. All we have to do is pay attention. // Ethan Slaughter