Lauren was about to turn around and head to the table when a voice of female stopped her. She seemed to get a lot of attention and social interactions, something wasn't used to during her exile. "Mademoiselle Coste." Lauren nodded, and motioned with her head toward the lone table in the corner. "I hope you will excuse me for a brief moment, Monsieur Grenouille. Unless Director Coste wants you to be present." Lauren tried to be brief, but at same time she didn't want to battle with authority of director, it was up to her to decide but Lauren thought it would be wise to talk about such a delicate matter in private. "The package is still on board of Charente, but I would prefer to get rid of it as soon as possible, nobody knows when we will be ambushed or destroyed and I don't want these to fall into wrong hands."
