[@BlueAjah][@MyCatGinger]

After their dance had come to a close and Amity had offered for them to grab something to eat, the idol noticed in the corner of her eyes a photographer taking pictures of the event. Her heart grew giddy with the thought of having Shou pictures, especially of THEIR FIRST DANCE TOGETHER. She could just picture the changes in her bedroom she'd have to make to accommodate her love for this man. The idol decided right then and there: [i]She needed those pictures[/i].

The young girl brought her attention to the professor and smiled up at him lovingly and lied, [color=ed145b]"Hey handsome, can you grab us a table? Perhaps, some drinks too? I need to go to the little lady's room."[/color] Like she expected, Shou was a gentleman and had no qualms with doing what she asked. After Shou was no longer in sight and she was hidden in the mass of people, Amity scurried to the closet room and asked for her purse (it's always good to be safe than sorry, since her purse held means of 'protection' in it, plus she could write her email on a piece of sticky note).

Once she retrieved her purse (and quickly scribbled her email on paper), the idol put on the sweetest womanly smile she could possibly conjure up, not even tipsy yet since she only had one glass of wine, and approached the photographer.

[color=ed145b]"Um, excuse me..."[/color] Amity purred softly as she waited for the photographer to turn around. When the photographer did take notice of her existence, Amie took note of her appearance. Her white, lace dress was to die for, it formed around her body ever so perfectly. Both her and this photographer shared something in common: designer brands. While Amity's dress was more of a princess cut, the photographer's dress had an empire waist line. The idol knew the woman's gown was expensive right away because she had recently seen it in a magazine. Plus, the way this photographer carried herself spoke 'Wealth and proud of it'. Both of their masks were adorned with diamonds. Her mask was white while Amity's was gold. Did Amity find her sister from another mister? The photographer's makeup palette was various shades of light pinks and cherry lipstick to give her mostly white outfit a pop of color. There was no denying that her and this photographer were probably two of the most expensive-looking, stunning women in this room. 

Continuing her inquiry by first starting it with a compliment, Amity held her small purse close and in front of her, [color=ed145b]"You're one of the most gorgeous ladies I've come across tonight."[/color] She let the photographer take in the compliment and then continued. 

[color=ed145b]"I couldn't help but notice you taking pictures of this wonderful event~"[/color] Her smile never wavered, as she approached this situation extremely welcoming, [color=ed145b]"I was wondering... did you by any chance capture the dance I shared with my sweetheart? We've just moved in together and we've been meaning to add pictures to our walls."[/color] Her lie was strongly convincing, especially with how intimate her and Shou's dance was. The idol wasn't going to take no for an answer so she offered to kiss ass a little until the photographer became a problem, [color=ed145b]"I'm willing to compensate. I'm sure your pictures are absolutely stunning, just like your outfit."[/color] She was going to state the brand but didn't want to come off too strong. The idol waited patiently for the photographer's response.