"You're a woman of hidden talents, and isn't Jacob the one throwing this party?-" Virgil is well on his way into more small talk when he spots something over Dev's shoulder and pales. "Fuck."
And he turns his back on her so he can focus intensely on the next painting over. "I'm not here, you don't know me-"
"Virgil?" Says a pretty brunette white woman in a red dress that falls to just above the floor, probably about his age and pregnant in the same sense that a blimp is full of helium.
"...Gabrielle." He turns back around, holding his glass a little too tightly for good sense, and looks as expressionless as he can manage. (He hates his sister and he's going to kill her as soon as there are no witnesses present.)