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[b]Tobias’ Gala – Ground Floor (Dance Hall)[/b]
Unfortunately for Lucien, his request for Syed to remain on watch with him fell upon deaf ears. The mage was already in the process of being dragged onto the dance floor too, abeit in a much less visually obvious manner than Amy. He could do nothing but look back towards Lucien apologetically, his face flushing in second-hand humiliation.

It was a good thing really, that his thoughts were along the same lines. Best to keep an eye on those who had gotten a bit carried away. He knew he sure wasn't going to touch a drop at this point. Not after what happened last time, and with Amy just as drunk all over again...

Shame he'd be keeping an eye on the wrong people.

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Aria soon joined with both Simon and Lute in tow, although Lute was sent pretty much immediately stumbling off into the crowds and out of sight. Not that Moira particularly cared - she was now shaking her chest in a rather alarming manner. Thank the gods she was wearing a corset to keep it all in, else she'll be taking eyes out left right and centre. Not that it stopped anyone immediately next to her from backing off.

"Yeah get in there girl!" she called to Aria. She had a thumbs up prepped and ready if Aria turned towards her. Well, she certainly approved of the photo guy, whatever his name was again. Either way, he was a fine appreciator of the ladies and she had no problems with that at all. "What happens at the party stays at the party, innit?!" Complete with a over-the-top, theatrical wink. And an elbow in the shoulder from her partner.

Syed had given in at this point, and had joined in with the dancing himself. He was no natural dancer, but he knew of a couple of moves. Most of them involving clumsily bouncing on the balls of his feet and lots of hand and arm movements. Well, it stuck out like a sore thumb, but it was better than not dancing at all. Heck, it was pretty fun, and he found himself laughing quietly at both himself and the others. Nothing like looking like a nit with your friends in public.

It was at this point, once they had been dancing for a few minutes, when Moira came to a realisation. A horrible, terrible realisation. She looked down to her hand in horror, flexing her fingers. No...

"Ey! Who the fuck had me drink?!"