Sally-Anne and Open
So far the evening had been less than spectacular. When her date Baxter picked her up at home, Mrs. Perks could barely contain her excitement. Baxter was the son of her one of friends and book club and you could almost see the marital scheming in her eyes.
Sally contemplated wearing the same black dress robes that she had worn to the funeral this morning, but her mother insisted that they were too sad to wear to a nice charity event. So she settled on an simple emerald green cocktail dress with silver shoes.
By the time that Sally and Baxter arrived at the museum, she was already eager to find a way out. Baxter has spent the entire talking about himself, which she felt was rude, but was only made worse by the fact that Baxter was pretty boring. Instead of talking about his job or hobbies or even current events, he just chattered on about things he had purchased and other such vain topics.
The minute she could, Sally snuck away, using the excuse to powder her nose. Her eyes scoured the crowd for someone having an equally miserable time who might be interested in helping her escape.