“But this is the problem is it not?” She spoke up once more, and took to Mr. Crane’s side without so much as a second thought. She was a benefactor of this event, she would be heard. Aurore held out her hands to calm the crowd and to get everyone to listen.

“Interrupting or not, when your audience is displeased, Mr. Chairman, perhaps it is time to stop and listen,” Her eyes went to the other women,

“Of course there is a time and place for everything, but when so often our cries are ignored we feel compelled to speak out when least expected. I have three young daughters who are seeing weapons brandished for simply wanting to be heard?” That French Frigidity that her husband did so love to describe her settled on the men who attempted to calm a fire in which they knew nothing about, but she agreed with Mr. Crane. This was not the way nor the proper place.

One could not expect a man to wish to leave a circle jerk when more than just an ego was to be stroked, and frankly if she were still a gambler her money would be on Lailani.

“Perhaps it is in the best interest of everyone here too in fact let Mr. Chairman continue, and we can submit a formal request for both a demonstrationand work together on a charter? Mr. Chairman your signature upon it would be most welcome.”