Financier was patrolling a lot more, Madeleine joined her but he got distracted by Espresso so she left him be.

She was supposed to be with the Consul, but HE insisted she spend her time for something for herself... so she just got food and walked around.

She felt odd, though. Her fingers twitched and she kept thinking of people's laughter. It was odd and a slightly new feeling, it sparked a week ago when she tickled Clotted Cream for refusing to go to sleep.

Now that feeling won't go away and all she can think about is counting his ribs or blowing on his tummy- wait. Dang it, she's doing it again.

Financier eventually returned to the building and rushed to Clotted Cream's office. Opening the door, knowing he rarely locked it.

Financier: "Consul...?"

She muttered, looking towards Clotted Cream.