"Lady Lisa, I would like to hear what happened at the royal palace."
The Tamahaling tribe posing as a noble froze once the Marquis asked her the only thing she didn't want to answer.
Jose Oliva called her for dinner, and right in the middle of their awkward dining together, the Marquis finally spoke.
She placed her knife and fork down, then wiped her mouth with a napkin as if she really was a well-mannered lady.
But, in reality, she could perfectly pass for a true noblewoman because she had previously disguised herself as one on a previous assassination mission.
"Sir, it would be better to ask the young masters instead." She said, trying to avoid his question since she didn't know what she was allowed to say and wasn't.
Lisa doesn't want to get in trouble for saying the wrong things.
She didn't expect that Watson would be sleeping too, leaving the Marquis to her alone.
