[center][color=D5FF00][i][h1]Mali Anson[/h1][/i][/color][hr][b]Location:[/b] Queensguard
[b]Skills:[/b]N/A
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So it seemed Wentworth as well was keeping a very close eye on what was being said by others at the party. At least that made things far simpler as far as socializing went. Although now that she thought about it, it made total sense. This was a big social event for a lot of who's whos, corporate execs and would-be social climbers. Why [i]wouldn't[/i] people be spying on particular targets of interest for their own personal end goals?

Their interaction had been rather short up to this point in time, but Mali felt like she was gaining a lot of insight from Wentworth, whether it was intentional on his part or not. He wouldn't be her first choice for somebody to talk to, and she was still certain the guy was a colossal tool, but she also got the feeling that she could learn a lot from him even beyond the short term of 'what the fuck is going on with Queensguard.' She also didn't want to acknowledge it, but there was part of her that was enjoying being a shit, and encouraged her to go even further with the cattiness Wentworth seemed to respond to.

[color=D5FF00]"My first Queensguard event, yes,"[/color] Mali replied as she took a sip of her own drink. It would be best to keep the number of lies she had to tell to a minimum. The fewer falsehoods to keep track of, the less likely it was that you would fuck it up and out yourself for the total fraud you were. Besides, saying she had been to other events were possible avenues to him asking more questions that she'd have to make up answers for. She'd been doing well so far, but she wasn't going to push her luck any more than necessary.

[color=D5FF00]"I can't say I expected much different than the affair here, however. Is every such 'party' Queensguard holds so..."[/color] Mali trailed the end of the question off, as if looking for the right word to describe the atmosphere. She hoped that Wentworth would be helpful and provided the most fitting adjective that would fit an upper class' elite's view of the party they'd found themselves in. But seeing much of what the guy had acted like, she was also about half certain that no such help would come. Either way, it would probably do its job of shifting the brunt of the speaking back towards Wentworth. Hopefully.