"I'm sure they'll be able to come up with something. If you'll excuse me, I think it's time for me to get ready for the banquet." Valentina said with a small smile before making her way to her room. She had several garment bags in her closet since she had several trusted contacts in Moscow who would be able to ship her clothes and wouldn't ask questions on why she was suddenly in America without them. She opened them up one by one as she looked at them. She finally opened the last one and grinned. It wasn't one she had ever worn, one that she had even ever seen except for mentioning it in passing to her brother. He must have gotten it for her sometime within the last few days. She sighed before pulling her phone out. She punched in her brother's number and paced her room to wait for the call to go through. Once it did, he picked up on the first ring.

"Valentina Naryshkina, where the hell are you? I get home and you're gone. No one knows where you went! I thought someone took you!" Her brother yelled at her and she held the phone away from her ear until he stopped.
"Don't yell at me. I told you I was going to this school ages ago, my time table just got changed. I had to leave well before I thought I had to. I had my clothes packed up and shipped out just the other day. I'm fine. Thank you for the dress by the way. There's this mixer thing tonight, it'll be perfect." Valentina said, as she heard a woman's voice in the background. She smirked, although he could not see it.
"I'll leave you to your guest, brother. Call me soon, I'll hopefully be able to pick up." Valentina said, before hanging up. She grabbed the [url=http://peopletalk.ru/bin.php?ID=97CE6461-160A-4777-A192-292988626697&w=847&h=847]dress[/url] out of the closet and laying it on the bed. It was a beautiful, and just what she needed.


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Valentina scoped the room out from where she was standing. She wasn't any stranger to a formal dinner, hosting several herself when her brother was campaigning this last election but this wasn't a room full of Russian officials, half of whom wouldn't mind if her family disappeared from the planet, it was just a bunch of kids but that scared her even more. She eventually made her way to her seat, sitting down next to someone who obviously didn't understand what black tie meant. She glanced at the menu before grabbing a small mirror out of her clutch, making sure she didn't have a hair out of place and that her make up was still on point. She flicked it closed before observing the people already at the table.