Irei, Sascha, Emily and Echo
Echo grinned at Irei's positive response and especially the acceptance of her request to dance. "You're very welcome," she said and couldn't contain her excitement about dancing. "I've hardly ever danced with a guy before! You know, either they're too shy or they can't dance. Mom tells me that my dad always danced with her when they were going out and I'm glad he's in good company." She dropped the grin and looked at the men with a sudden mature expression. "You definitely need to have a good time. Both of you. You deserve it." With that, she reached out to take one hand of theirs each and squeeze it briefly before her hands fell to her side.

Emily gave Irei a smile and remained silent for now, letting her daughter talk because it was easier that way. She adored her friends, but parties were never her forte. She easily became a wallflower and right now she had no idea what to say. "I'm glad you like it," Emily said after a few moments and caught Sascha's gaze on her. It flustered her, and she quickly looked back at Echo, who was continuing to chat.

"So do you have cake?" Echo wanted to know. "It's so not a birthday without cake and other sweet things to stuff your face with." She grinned and failed to look innocent. They should have brought something along, but perhaps their company was good enough. "Isn't that right, Sascha? Well, I always like frosting the best. Or you could have cocktails instead, I guess, if you want something sweet."