Ella Claire Gainsborough {Beauty} (

She didn't recognize the cop's trademark, but she did recognize the grace and the quick recovery of the teetering bedframe. It was unthinking, and she added it to her mental list about him, about 'the cop,' as he was temporarily labeled in her mind.

"Much like Alice, I simply stumbled upon something unexpected," she explained with a smile, looking over the items. "Is this your life scattered throughout the lobby, would you say?" she asked. The question was casual and smiles, but her eyes were alert, clearly interested in the answer. She wasn't deceptive, and she didn't hide what she was thinking well, probably because she didn't try. "I'm Ella," she said, holding a hand out.

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