Gunnish Pub near Marian University Sherry observed the young MacLeod boy enter the pub alone. She followed the young man quietly in, heading straight for the lady’s room to freshen up for a pristine approach. ‘Is he here to meet another girl?’, Sherry questioned, ‘do MacLeod’s have friends, or does the chip on their shoulder turn them into loners in the ivy realm?. Pushing her breasts up tighter and closer together, and streaking out a fresh layer of gloss over her lips, Sherry nodded at herself in the less than clear bathroom mirrors. Although other men of the Gunnish Elite school had already paid her enough attention, her handler insisted she approach and assess a MacLeod. Sherry kept her purse loosely open with papers clearly indicating she was a Cussian student visiting from Westernesse near the top, so that when she sat down next to the boy her documents and miscellaneous beauty enhancers splayed out before him. “Oh why, why excuse me darling!” Sherry exclaimed, scrambling oh so clumsily to gather her items. Among the documents too was a ‘Circle Call Card’, round shaped with a QR code that led to a private page populated with content of a private nature. Sherry rifled everything back in her purse, leaving only the Circle Card out for both she and the MacLeod boy to acknowledge - perhaps he did not even know what the black circular card with the scan code entailed. “I’m sorry, every so sorry, but are you a MacLeod?” Sherry asked hoping to exude a blush, “Everyone in Westernesse knows what a shame it’s been your Clan has been held back . . “ She offered sympathetically. OOC Gunnland">@Gunnland ; feel free to veto if you find this premise ridiculous.