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No, instead Melody rolled her eyes at his antics and smiled sweetly. "I can see we'll have to agree to disagree on that statement," was her teasing tone, though she was a bit serious. Melody wasn't keen on being late at all if she could help it. And considering she would have been on time had her mother not interfered, she was quite displeased with said woman.

When Azzo took her hand the lingering feeling of displeasure towards her mom vanished and she moved to follow, heat coloring her cheeks a pale pink. But the thought of food reminded her that she had not eaten and her stomach rumbled with a bit of hunger. Still it wasn't enough to disengage her mind from thoughts of her "date".

"Yea, sounds good."

-She had no sooner got there, attempted to greet him, and shifted to a position of comfort when someone else appeared, voice rising to overshadow the question she'd just asked.

Cerulean eyes turned, gazing at the familar figure momentarily, before she offered a soft smile. It was Eve and.. apparently they knew each other.. and fairly well at that. Just like everyone else in the world who wasn't her it would seem. The thought of being a third wheel to a round of flirtation churned the ivory haired girl's stomach.-

"Ahhh, well. You two have fun." -She replied, lifting one hand delicately as she turned away. She could see the waiters preparing and setting up things. A blessing in disguise.

Making her way towards the tables, she paused to listen politely to the instructions given by the waiter. She'd had fondue before but... well atleast someone was talking to her.-

"Elke, of course, I'd love to sit with you. It's been a while..." Imo had lingered after dancing with Grayson unsure where to go now. He was a good partner, she'd have to remember that. Not certain whether to go sit or join a table for food or mingle she was only too happy to see Elke. Besides giving her something to do, somewhere to go, she was someone Imogen considered a friend, someone to get to know better if she could. In person that is. Imo was already a fan of her blog.

"Hey guys." She slid into the seat next to Elke and flashed a smile at Grayson and at Ignacio. Ignacio she tilted her head at just a fraction. Trying to remember him. He'd been at BP too, she knew, but wasn't someone she'd known that well either. But hey, that just meant it was like meeting someone new, and Imo was not the shy kind of gal.

(( OH GOD. I was gone for two days. This thing exploded. Allow me to do an awkward "HAHAHA FALLON HERE THE WHOLE TIME" post. >.> ))

More and more faces poured through the door, some more familiar than others. Fallon had quiet conversations with those she knew, sipping lightly at the edge of a cranberry spritzer. When Grayson approached, she beamed to see that he recognized her. Her only sign of comraderie was a soft touch at the sleeve of his shirt. "I need to excuse myself to the ladies' room, but save a dance for me -- okay?" With that, she disappeared to powder her nose, adjust the straps on her shoes, and all those other magical things that girls do in bathrooms.

When she returned, there were more faces, more people, and Fallon did her best to navigate the crowd without getting too annoyed or too pushy. She was mildly successful. Her eyes froze on two faces in particular: Ladon, the boy from the terrifying day in the park, and Howl, the polite boy from Pen & Ink. Wow, did Jada know all of these people? It was always interesting to how lines and relationships crossed in Destiny City. Fallon smiled politely, dropped off more hellos, and then moved to the next room to get a little air.

Basically, she was social, if not memorable. That's the jist here.

When the waiters moved upstairs, Fallon moved with them, taking her seat at Jada's table as indicated. It had been a long time since she had done fondue, but Fallon considered it something of a culinary experiment. Using the basic ingredients, how special could she make her dish? Time to find out! Lifting a skewer, Fallon used her napkin to polish it and then eyed the selection of cheeses to find the optimal one.

Grayson was pleased that his sister and Imogen were sitting by them, and because of that, he reached for Ignacio's wrist and gave it a light squeeze under the table. Not the questing reach of a lover, but more of a hey, behave sort of gesture; he hoped Ignacio understood it, and more importantly, heeded it. The last thing he wanted was to have the two of them arguing at the party.

Which also meant that he had to keep an eye on Elke. She was a kitten most of the time, but when she put her mind to it, she could brandish a pretty little pair of claws. "I'm glad you're sitting with us. It'd be pretty lonely if it was just me and Ignacio," he said, smiling, as he nodded toward Imogen.

She really was a nice girl. He felt like he wanted to get to know her better, though he wasn't exactly certain why. Probably just because she was nice and was able to dance well, he told himself.

Glancing back to Elke, he said mildly, "I didn't see you dancing, Elke. If the floor opens up again, you'll have to dance with me."

Whatever Ignacio had been doing with the wires (he'd been doing something with the wires?) Grayson hoped it could be forgotten in favor of food and a good time. He was actually enjoying himself, and he wanted it to stay that way.

"Calintha."

The words were out of Fallon's mouth before she had time to form a more polite greeting. She had minimal contact with the blond girl while they were at Barren Pines together, but they had been in the same hospital room in the aftermath. Laying in a bed 24 hours a day provided much time for discussion.

A cube of cheese was skewered on her fork, but she set in down. "I'm fine, I'm good. How are you? It's been a while. I'm sorry I haven't called you sooner. With all the confusion..." She shrugged impassively. Things were crazy for all of the BP kids, at least that was what Fallon assumed, but she hoped the other girl was not put off by their lack of contact.

Tucking a strand of hair that had fallen from her updo behind one ear, Fallon smiled. "Have you settled into Meadowview all right?" Before Fallon left the hospital, she knew that Calintha had already been placed in a school -- a school that was not the one the cinnamon-haired girl would attend. Perhaps if they had ended up at the same school they would have spoken more?

"I would if I were you Elke, Grayson's a good partner." Imo chirped up. He was too, though she'd upgrade have to up grade it if the boy knew how to swing at all. Maybe she'd ask later, not to actually swing, just if he knew how. Not really the kind of place to swing in. While the boothes and dance floor had made the restaurant loose some of it's intimate air, it still gave Imo the impression that waltzing, ballroom or teenager-ish swaying together was more called for.

"Have you had fondue before?" She asked, sort of directing the question at Ignacio so it didn't seem like she was ignoring him. It was never nice to exclude someone at the table after all - or anywhere else for that matter.