Alicia & Open
It was still a little while until the bidding, and if Alicia were honest, she wasn't looking forward to it. Last time she'd been picked for it she did well, but she hated the popularity contest aspect of it, not that she'd tell anyone that.
Liquid courage only worked so well when stuck standing there like a piece of meat. It was for a good cause, and she'd always go for the excellent cause. She found her way to the bar and got a glass of Whispering Angels Rose, a go-to wine she had at home as well.
Finding an empty cocktail table, she stood there taking a sip watching the crowd.