Geralt's eyes widened slightly as he looked over at the table. He spied a couple of bottles of wine, and a clear spirit, along with various mixers like limes and soda water. There was also a tray of food, mostly snacks, but some small sandwiches and sweets as well. Overall, it was quite a paltry spread, but he hadn't expected much else. Although it didn't appear that the others were big drinkers, The Magician had high hopes for the evening. [color=crimson]"Hmm..."[/color] he turned back to Lucien. [color=crimson]"Would you mind if I added a dash of my own flavor?"[/color] He had access to different alcohols in his trailer, along with some interesting combinations he could try. Aurel, Ivory, Akane, and Cora may be tempted to drink if he had a bit of something else to offer them.

[color=burlywood]"Please, it is your party, after all."[/color] Lucien said, waving a hand in the direction of the man's trailer, where he imagined the offerings were kept.

[color=crimson]"Back in two shakes!"[/color] With that, Geralt strode confidently toward his domain to retrieve his contributions.

Cora never turned down and opportunity to have Ivory make her over, especially for an occasion like this. She chose a silvery-gray gown, a blue shall, and a sparkly hair ornament that Ivory used to hold back the top half of her hair. She required no makeup, so overall the dressing was quick. She rolled out of her trailer and accepted the dhampir's assistance in getting over to the mess area as her chair was difficult to push on her own.

She smiled up at Akane's compliment, eyes sparkling, [color=00a99d]"Thank you, Akane! It was Ivory's idea."[/color] She looked the girl up and down, [color=00a99d]"Your dress is so pretty! Have I seen this one before?"[/color]

Illyana had not bothered to change, and was busy setting up the food and drink for the evening. She had made sandwiches the day before, while everyone was preparing for the big top show, and was laying out some other things she had brought with her. She had trouble shaking the look she had seen in Geralt's eyes, and the more she dwelt on it, the more it bothered her. She had to make sure to let it go before it began effecting her mentality negatively. Experience had taught her that any doubt or preoccupation in her psyche opened her up to some powerful vibrations. A vision tonight would not bode well, she did not yet want Geralt to see that side of her ability.