Charles Grey's titles don't fit in this box. (shadefifty) wrote in rp_clue,
"If you insist, darling." Charles shrugged. The idle speculation was beginning to make him a bit uncomfortable.
He glanced over towards the door to the kitchen, where, as if on cue, the server emerged with two plates stacked on her arms. "Now, all this murder business is absolutely beastly. Why don't we discuss something a bit nicer, hmm? Like how our food is coming right now."