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[b][u] Aliquam: Tobias’ Gala [/b][/u]

Aria matched Amy’s grin with one of her own, downing the rest of her champagne and placing it on the counter where it was taken away by the bartender. 

“I know my way around a few wines, yes,” she laughed, in reply. “More with sweets, but there’s a few dry wines I’m quite partial to as well.” She eyed the vodka the bartender handed to Amy, wonder whether frantic gyration would have any effect of the taste or whether it was just for show. Heck, she’d order one if only for the sake of watching the bartender dance again- she hadn’t known humans could move like that. 

In response to Moira’s comment, Aria merely gave a sheepish look. “I dunno, everyone looks pretty fancy today.” They had all been treated to Tobias’ small army of stylists after leaving the tailors, and everyone had been groomed until they could hardly be distinguished from the nobles on the dance floor. 

“I think I’ll have what she’s having,” Aria gestured to the bartender, motioning at Amy’s drink. Perhaps vodka was a little strong to start off with, but eh. It had been a while since she’s had anything after all. Blinking over Amy’s shoulder, she spotted Dylan sitting at the counter with a glass of wine. What was he doing here? She had thought the artist would be off mingling with his friends or the other guilders. 

She gave a wave, catching the man’s attention. “Hey Dylan, why are you sitting there by yourself? Come join us,” she gestured to the barstool next to their little group. “I thought would’ve gone to check in with old friends or show the others around,” she commented once he was seated, silently giggling at the once again wildly shaking bartender from the corner of her eye.