"I am relaxed. I'll stress out *after* I'm done eating." #SMRoyalEvent

"What is it? What went missing?" #SMRoyalEvent

"My good sir, with all due respect... I am the chief of police here. You do not tell me to sit down. If something went missing, it's my job to help you get it back." #SMRoyalEvent

"Not me. I'm on duty. ... Whaaaaat is wrong with the wine, Rutherford?" #SMRoyalEvent

"..." Blink. "... And what is that?" #SMRoyalEvent

Alexandra rubbed her temples, already stressing out. "Okay, nobody is going to die from fertility. What else went missing?" #SMRoyalEvent

"Let me get this right, Rutherford. When we requisitioned you for today's drinks, not only did you already own these charlatan drinks... You also put them in the batch for today?!" #SMRoyalEvent

"You're lucky these wines are relatively harmless. Who has access to the wines, other than yourself?" #SMRoyalEvent

"(Am I in a fucking Dr Seuss book?)" Alexandra took a deep breath. "Okay. Were they both here today? I imagine you and Lucy alternate?" #SMRoyalEvent

"No real way to check for the fertility wine. I guess I'll just tell the other guests about it and let them figure it out." #SMRoyalEvent

"You're fine, Rutherford. The wines that went missing are relatively harmless. But *do* be more careful. Someone more ill-intentioned could have hurt a lot of people." #SMRoyalEvent

"Hello, I'm Alexandra. Can I *help* you with something?" #SMRoyalEvent

"... No." Alexandra just walked away. #SMRoyalEvent

"And of course, I'll be around to keep an eye on you lot." #SMRoyalEvent

"Hmph. Wenches!"

[Text to Angelo Muñoz.] TXT: hi I went on the internet and apparently this is you

"I hate that this smug son of a bitch looks like Angelo Muñoz.. I really do."

"What?"

Looks down to the fries she's eating. Looks back up. "I really don't know." Monch. "But I'll get *right* on that."

// Bump.