By dinner time, Arlia had descended into the grand dining hall, having reserved a section of the hall for her and her guests. Men clad in sharp suits remained watchful of the area around them, the auburn-haired woman being closely guarded by the men in suit. The sounds of footsteps finally broke the monotony as Nigel came into view, dressed in a formal tuxedo set that only made him look much more desirable. Trying to hide her ever growing attraction to the fire wielder, she cleared her throat and greeted him with a smile, "[i]Buonasera, Signore Howeland.[/i]" She gestured him to a seat in front of her as the hall began to fill in with dinners hungry for a high-class treat.