Carmen sat at the bar, enjoying her cosmo. Casually listening to the various conversations swirling around her, she noticed Little Feather ([i]I think that's what she said her name was?[/i] she thought.) recognize her and smiled back at her. [i]At least I know one person here. I'll have to say hi sometime.[/i] The bartender was getting vocally angry, but she paid him no mind. He was apparently shouting about whiskey or something, but she saw him as a way to distract her from her good times so she ignored him. Besides, he had given her her drink in a nice enough tone and she was drinking it. Good enough for a bartender, right? None of the groups conversing seemed to be interested in adding Carmen, which was fine with her, but soon enough she had a conversation partner of her own when a male she didn't recognize walked up to her.

“Mind if I sit here?” he asked.

"Of course not! Go right ahead," she responded happily in between sips of her cocktail. "I'm Carmen. What's your name?" She assumed that she hadn't seen him before because he wasn't at Athalia before. She certainly hadn't seen anyone like him at the party. It was interesting (and exciting!) to her how many new faces there were now, even though the school year thus far had lasted all of two days. This guy, wearing black trunks and a white hoodie, seemed interesting enough. [i]I wonder what makes him special,[/i] she thought. [i]There doesn't seem to be anything special about him...though, I look like a normal girl without my trumpet. Well, normal except my [u]exceptionally trendy taste in fashion[/u].[/i]