Kate and T'Challa
T'Challa had attended a similar party one of the years prior - he'd done the Secret Santa gift exchange as well, and found it to be delightful. This year was no exception - he'd added his gift to the rest, ready to be presented whenever it was the right time for that part of the evening, and then he went to mingle and enjoy some food and drinks, maybe dance a little too.
For once, he was not wearing anything necessarily connected to the styles of Wakanda - nothing Afropunk, or anything that draped around him in a kingly sort of way, what moved around him elegantly as he walked through the marketplace. No, it was just a regular black suit with a shimmering tie, a celestial design. He smiled when he saw Kate.
"Hello there," he greeted happily. "Funny running into you again, at one of these events." Truthfully, he had hoped he would.