[MaC] Speculation in the Lounge

[Ree Moorhead Pruehs]

>"No!" she said shrilly.  "I didn't do it!  It wasn't
>me!"
>
>And she sank to the floor in a dead faint.
>
>Richard, not too far away, pulled his hand back from
>the impromptu
>examination and moved to where Esme had fallen. He
>crouched, pulling
>off his
>jacket to make a pillow for her head. He looked up at
>Marty.
>
>"Have some salts nearby?" he asked calmly, as if he
>hadn't heard Esme's cry.
>
>"Oh, dear," Nicola said. "I don't have any, but there
>might be some in her purse." She took Esme's purse,
>opened it and dumped out the contents onto the settee.
>
>[OOC: So, Mel- what's in the bag?]
>
><tag room, possibly even Esme>

Only after Nicola had done so did Vangie open her own clutch purse and 
produce a small bottle, which she handed to Richard almost absentmindedly. 
Her sharp gaze was on the contents of the purse dumped out on the settee.

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