No clear answer was heard by the hatted girl, only vague descriptions about "snacks and drinks", "anytime during or after the party", and some unmentioned "selections". This might be reasonable enough, given that this Connie Blendin might wanted to gain a bit of hype by not revealing too much detail. Roanesca sought more answers, but the girl looks stubborn enough, so the current given aspects would do for now. The best that she could hope for at this moment is that there shouldn't be any Asylum movies on the big screen.

[color=6ecff6]"If zat's all ze things zou can tell for now, so be zit."[/color] Roanesca muttered, staring at the the flier handed out by this girl. Her slender fingers glided across the print, and while doing so, she continued speaking. [color=6ecff6]"Zi might attend some time during ze party if zat is worth going to, but if not, zi'll guess zi'll go on ahead to zour theatre. Zi better hope ze films are any good."[/color]

Other, unusually-looking and sounding girls were in her vicinity, such as a redhead [color=ed145b]glamour fanatic[/color] who spoke and dressed rather stylishly and fabulously and a [color=f7941d]compliment machine[/color] in a suspicious-looking hoodie. Roanesca kept an eye on these two, especially since she could feel a bit of an enigma that she could not really explain. What is this sensation, somehow?


...What is Orean Cause?