Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170704201937/@comment-28358106-20170719114814

(Flame) The young mam looks a bit baffled by the request. "Um, no, this isn't a census office. That's in Wardenleigh.  But we have all the same records they do.  Um, we're technically not open, but I had something due in the morning and was burning the midnight oil anyway, so I guess it wouldn't hurt."

He turns and produces a large set of keys, opening the door and letting her inside. "I was about to go get a bite to eat. You're lucky you caught me when you did." He stops in front of a large section of index cards and record books and turns.

"Okay, who are you wanting to look up?" He asks with a helpful, possibly hopeful smile.