[center][color=D5FF00][i][h1]Mali Anson[/h1][/i][/color][hr][b]Location:[/b] Queensguard
[b]Skills:[/b]N/A
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The look he shot her hurt a bit, but it was expected. And it seemed to hit the mark as far as Wentworth went. Maybe if she could play her cards right she could actually get into his good graces. What to do after that, she had no idea. She couldn't exactly just call him up for favors or anything, and neither Zoie or Relic seemed particularly fond of the guy (Not like she was a fan either). In the back of her head, she figured that even in the best case scenario, she wouldn't have much to gain from this conversation.

But it would be a marginally better situation than she'd been in when she got there. For instance, it would be an ally that she had earned herself rather than through the proxy of Relic. Technically she had "earned" Relic as an ally, but that was entirely unintentional. More a matter of satiating her conscience than actually trying to make any sort of power play in the bigger picture. No, it would be her first sign to herself that she could actually affect things, even if only a bit. But back to the conversation at hand.

[color=D5FF00]"I think I get it. [i]Never interrupt your enemy when he is in the middle of making a mistake.[/i] Is that about right?"[/color] She hoped she was right with that assessment. But she was also worried what that could mean. If something was about to explode, or guys with guns were about to storm in, she didn't want to get caught in the crossfire. Then again, Wentworth didn't seem to be all that fussed by the whole situation, so whatever he thought was going to go down, probably wouldn't affect him directly.  So from all this, she gathered that she should stick close to the guy and don't piss him off. Lower her already too-high-for-comfort chances of dying tonight.

It was around now that she realized if she had gone and punched the guy earlier, she would have gotten herself in serious shit. Way more than would be immediately obvious from the simple fact of punching a dude while at a party. Silently, she thanked those old anger management sessions from back in high school. Yet again they saved her bacon.

Mali's eyes flicked over towards the source of the phone alarm with a mix of curiosity and annoyance. What? Couldn't you have your phone on silent for one night? But it could also be really important. Mali shifted her stance just a bit so her ear would be pointed closer to Elizabeth and her phone call. She'd try to keep tabs on it as best as she could without leaving Wentworth. She was still being a distraction after all.