“That Alphonse sure gets around, I heard he makes quite a killing hanging up his posters all throughout the city. Would you believe me if I told you Henrietta has offered him to advertise the Apartment? Oh of course, she knows there is no vacancy, she just can’t help but to brag.” -Philipp Navarre

Alphonse resides on the Fifth floor, room: E6.

The Vignettes

Leaving Gavin Winstone money for his breakfast served, Alphonse DeGrange looked into his wallet and noticed his cash seemed slighter than usual, his wallet much lighter. "Hmm..."

Gabrial Arquette took a seat next to him and couldn't help but to notice his financial situation.

"Times are not so kind in the advertising business?"

"Lately not so much it appears..." Alphonse freely admitted. "Business hasn't been growing lately, such is the case advertising is not as needed. Of course, there are the small playhouses and performances here and there, however sometimes if they don’t give me money, they’ll give me free tickets. Unless of course it’s a show Henreitta is interested in then I might get a slight reduction on the rent.”

Gabriel rested back crossing one leg over the other and remarked. "I've heard you're quite unorthodox when it comes to advertising, I'm sure you'll think of something." He smiled slyly to Gavin who grabbed the money off the counter. "Perhaps Gavin can join you in the advertising business? He doesn't appear like the kind of person that takes no for an answer..."

Gavin scoffed at Gabriel’s remark under his breath retorting.

"When pigs fly!"

Alphonse at once stared at Gavin, then back to Gabriel before leaping from his stool and running out of the Lobby. "You're a damned genius Gavin!"

Gabriel observed quietly Gavin's slack jawed expression at the comment, before quirking a brow then going back to his morning paper, sipping his coffee.