Minty glanced at Mrs. Travers-Rowle. She appeared to be in her sixties or seventies and she did have a resemblance to the woman in the picture, who looked to be in her thirties. Or an unattractive woman in her twenties.
"Yes, I suppose everyone is prettier in their youth," Minty commented in a slightly judgemental tone. Mr. Selwyn appeared to be the catty type which made Minty feel comfortable with letting that side of her show. Mirroring people was the best way to get them to like you.
"It's not much of a mystery if we were meant to find out she killed the poor creature, though. I mean, that's kind of self-explanatory. So I suppose we are meant to figure out why she killed it?"
Another item appeared in the box and Minty picked it up immediately. She was getting invested in this murder mystery game.
"It appears to be an invitation," Minty told Mr. Selwyn as she handed him the aged piece of paper.
"Yes, I suppose everyone is prettier in their youth," Minty commented in a slightly judgemental tone. Mr. Selwyn appeared to be the catty type which made Minty feel comfortable with letting that side of her show. Mirroring people was the best way to get them to like you.
"It's not much of a mystery if we were meant to find out she killed the poor creature, though. I mean, that's kind of self-explanatory. So I suppose we are meant to figure out why she killed it?"
Another item appeared in the box and Minty picked it up immediately. She was getting invested in this murder mystery game.
"It appears to be an invitation," Minty told Mr. Selwyn as she handed him the aged piece of paper.