You climb the staircase and find yourself in what appears to be a boardroom. A group of
elderly British gentlemen in suits are gathered around the long table, laughing nervously. As you
watch, they all remove the red flowers from their lapels, place them solemnly on the table, and file
out of the room.
You're not entirely sure what just happened, but at least you've got the room to yourself now, so you
can -- can -- shoot, what did you come in here for?
You gaze pensively at the list of holdings of "Grand & Son" that covers one wall as you attempt to
remember what you were looking for.
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