Lechance

Obediah had thought long and hard after Leroy LeChance had approached him with his offer. He wasn't the type to be tied to one place, after all. The longer he thought, the more the offer appealed. Run a tavern. It could suit him. He could still sing and god knew he and bars and drinking got along just fine. The only thing that twisted his gut was the thought of his father's expression if he ever found out. Obediah owning a business? He could see the gloat from here.

In the end, he'd accepted the keys.

The Black Sheep was open for business.

Theo locked up his shop for the evening and headed down the street toward the hotel. He hadn't really heard from Julien since Mr. Lechance had spoken to him and that was something that was weighing on his mind. When he saw Julien, Theo blushed brightly, but walked toward him with a smile. "Mr. MacKallister. What a pleasure to see you, are you well?"

It was too much to keep to herself. Still clutching both the box and Mr. Ibis' last note, Effie almost ran down the stairs, heading for the hotel lounge. Hoping that someone would be there that she could talk to.