"Julia." Eric began to frantically look around with an apprehensive expression on his face and breathed heavily when he couldn't find her anywhere.
"Have you found her?" Mr. Ferguson asked, and Eric shook his head.
"No!" He replied in a worried voice, and Mr. Ferguson looked around in confusion.
"Have you asked Lady Beatrice? If I remember correctly, they left together to have a conversation."
He explained and without wasting any time, Eric rushed off towards Lady Bearice, who stood by the counter with her eyes fluttering flirtatiously at the fine young bartender.
"Lady Beatrice." Eric called, and she turned around to look at him in a bit of a drunken state.
"Eric..." A smile emerged on her face and she walked to stand in front of him.
"How can I help you?" She asked.
"It's my sister. She was last seen with you, so do you perhaps know where she is?" He inquired and, a bit surprised, Lady Beatrice's brows crumpled.