The amount of people arriving since Tiffany had sat down was almost overwhelming. Though the young woman was friendly and did well with people, she couldn't help but feel a bit shy with all the new faces to remember. She would be stuck with them for quite a long while after all. [b]"Would anyone like to enjoy a glass of Pinot Noir while we're still here? It would be a shame to let such great wine go to waste."[/b] one of the women asked the group and Tiffany raised one finger up, placing her glass of rum and coke on the nearby table. [i]"I'll take a glass as well."[/i] she said quietly, as she rose up and flattened her dress and walked back over to the bar where the woman was pouring glasses. A small smile went across her face as she looked between the two women behind the bar. They seemed friendly and had been good at making everyone seem comfortable so far.

[i]"I'm Tiffany by the way. Tiffany Vtlanko"[/i] she said, her teeth sinking into her painted bottom lip as she waited for a glass to be sent her way. She didn't really even like wine, but it seemed in bad taste to reject any drinks that had been offered, even though her own glass sat full on the table next to where she had been sitting originally. Her large eyes gazed between the two women to recognize their distinct features. Soon names would be associated automatically but for now, despite several of the greetings exchanged, she would wait to use names in fear of mixing them up.