Loki & Wanda
These days, Wanda was all about the food at parties. She tried not to gorge herself though, and too many glasses of sparkling cider meant that she'd be searching for the nearest bathroom when all the festivities were going on. So she paced herself, and wandered in her dress, which was actually something she was glad to have found. Even if she hoped to never have a need for maternity evening wear again.
As she slowly meandered, when she got closer to the dinosaur bones, magic crawled against her skin, like vines, the scent of smoke and incense permeating the air - at least for her and her sensitive nose; it was funny too, one of the twins was always more active when Wanda's own senses pinged. She had a feeling the woman was Loki, and she shuffled closer with a grin, smoothing down her skirt. "Hi," she greeted, with a little wave. "Having fun?"