[color=FFD700][center][h1]Valeriya Zhukova[/h1][/center][/color]

Well. Bang danced better than Valeriya expected for a cripple. Still, she could see that he was tiring. After just one round of dance, Valeriya disengaged herself, favoring him with a slight smile as she made a quick excuse to leave. After all, she wasn't looking to kill the boy. Another round of that might as well have him collapse, from what she could see. 

The Russian engineer snatched another glass of all-too-weak wine champagne for herself, looking around for somewhere to sit and keep herself occupied. She could continue to go after her target, but being too pushy might just tip him off. Best to lay low for the moment. But where to sit...ah.

The only table near her with available seating just so happened to be occupied by one von Konigsmahne. So with no better options and without further ado, Valeriya took a seat at Lucrezia's table, resting one leg on her knee as she took a swig of bubbly.

[color=FFD700][b]"And here I thought they said Germans have no sense of joy."[/b][/color] Valeriya remarked, taking note of the slight smile on Lucrezia's face and following her gaze. [color=FFD700][b]"So what strikes your fancy more, then? The music, or Herr Steiner?"[/b][/color]