Villette finished scouting the room and noticed Bernard Brun sitting at the bar, face firmly planted in front of a drink -- maybe more than one, she couldn't tell. Shrugging, she decided to waltz over towards him to talk to him. She didn't know him well, so she thought this moment would be an opportunity to meet him and get to know him a little better. She pulled a small datapad out of her pocket, wrote something on it, and slid it back in before turning around and walking towards Brun.
"Bonjour, Bernard," she said in a soft voice. "I saw you... faceplant into the bar table and I wanted to know if you are okay. Are you?" She asked this calmly and with full heart.
She looked at him for a moment, before wondering if he would ever lif his head off of the counter and respond to her question.
