"Ah, I see," the darkly garbed woman replied,"well, it's nice to make your acquaintance dear. My name is [b]Aleera Beaumorte'[/b], what is your name?"

Dalton looked around to Alice, eyes piercing behind his white mask.

Aleera stood patiently, black gloved hands clasped before her as she waited for a response from Alice.

"Yeah, what is your name?" Dalton repeated the question.

Aleera looked to Dalton, her expression hidden by her white mask.
"You don't know her name even?" Aleera asked.

"No," Dalton replied, looking to Aleera,"she hasn't really told me honestly."

Aleera tsked-tsked behind her mask,"Asking a woman to a ball and not even knowing her name. You surprise me Dalton." She joked.

"It's hard to know her when she won't give me a straight answer." Dalton replied indignantly before looking back to Alice, his arm squeezing hers tighter than earlier.
"Really now?" Aleera asked looking back to Alice rather slowly,"and why is that, dear? Come now! Your among friends here, don't be coy. Tell us your name."