Ophelia and Alexei
Alexei glanced back at the room he had left. "The party's in there, not here." Obviously she knew that, but it seemed a little odd to have gotten dressed up and not go. "Did your idiot date stand you up, or something?" Ophelia was a proper sort of witch, from a proper family. Whoever it was was an idiot.
Alexei couldn't just ignore her question, though he was tempted. "It's been fine. Just getting air."