Matchmaker, matchmaker, make me a match . . . !

[lovesleuth]

*hidden behind the nearest convenient object of the right size is a Zanna, attempting to keep the glitter to a minimum for once, waiting for the next possibly compatible passersby*

*any two people walking by will find themselves in a terribly romantic situation, courtesy of one magical matchmaker (and it helps if the typists provide some clue as

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[garnieringenue]

*and here's Christine, wandering around without her fiancee, perfectly succeptable to seduction by Phantoms things like this* *because it's not as if she wants to be seduced by a Phantom. But her typist doesn't mind.*

[dreams_ofbeauty]

*will be lurking somewhere nearby, because, of course, that is what The Phantom does*

[garnieringenue]

*and, oh dear, suddenly gets that Music of the Night feeling* *blinks around confusedly for Raoul or something, because she certainly can't be feeling like that about the Phantom, now can she?*

[dreams_ofbeauty]

*stays more or less hidden, but sighs her name* *notices nothing different, he always feels this way around her*

[theveryfinest]

And, a certain Blanche wanders by, humming something by Bach under her breath, utterly clueless, wondering if she'll encounter a charming Frenchman, or something...

[demonbaker]

[Typist: Here she comes, the only woman possibly more obsessed with Sweeney than the typist is! She will find anything romantic, including varying forms of "go away". The trouble will be finding what *Sweeney* finds romantic, which he will hopefully divulge.]

Our Nellie wanders on the scene all unbeknownst like, musing of her lost love.

[thedemon_barber]

*and here's Sweeney wandering in -- and lurking in a corner. He's really good at that.*

[lovesleuth]

*there's an experimental cloud of snow-like white glitter falling from the ceiling, then a muffled exclamation as Zanna realizes this probably won't do much for Sweeney, and then . . . then, it turns red.*

[thedemon_barber]

*and Sweeney glances around at the red glitter and gives a short laugh, finally stepping out of the shadows and tapping Nellie on the shoulder* Miss me, pet?