"Hrmn...this looks like it could be fun..."
Delicately, Arina ascends the staircase.
Her boots clicking on the marblesque
floor as she gracefully steers her way
towards one of the many waiters and
waitresses. LIghtly she reached up and
lifted a sparkling glass of champagne.
Taking a small sip, she smiles at the
light, carbonated drink running down
her throat. It bubbled on her tongue
as she took a second, longer sip.