Inside the manor's matchmaking room, the Perfumer sat behind the dining table, flipping through a catalog of perfumes with an elegant smile as she waits for her next match. She looks up from the catalog as she heard the door opening and observes another participant entering inside. She adjusts her black veil with delicate gloved fingers, maintaining her composed demeanor while a faint, knowing curve plays at the corners of her red lips.

"Ah, another guest graces our little... gathering. Bonjour, I am Vera Nair. But you may call me Perfumer if you like." Taps her perfume bottle idly against the catalog "Are you perhaps simply unprepared for company? Tsk tsk—this manor does enjoy its surprises."