LeBlanc reached over at her wine glass, picking it up in her delicate fingers. More than half of the carpaccio remained in its plate. The Deceiver's other hand grabbed a fork, picked up a sliver of meat and slid it past her lips. She smiled at Elise while tipping the wine to her lips. "So is there anything that you desire, Elise?"
Once LeBlanc sipped at her wine, she moved it back towards the table. A droplet of the crimson liquid trailed down the side of her mouth, resembling a trail of blood. Once it reached chin, it precariously remained until it dripped. She made no move to catch the droplet, and instead a napkin mysteriously appeared where it would fall, caught it, and promptly disappeared. LeBlanc reached up and wiped her mouth with a napkin, Elise would see that the red spot on it denoted it was the same one she used before.
"Does this meal now bore you, dear? Shall we move onto the next course?"