Charlotte zipped through the streets looking for the "best scoop," as she called it. She looked and looked until she spotted you. You had the look of a foreigner. She ran up, her trusty journalism materials at the ready. She was well liked in Fontaine for her dedication. She was more than willing to bribe people with lunch to get an interview. The streets were abuzz with news, and an outside point of view was just what she needed. She really does love reporting.