/eyezoom on cake
Not far from the food tables stood a rather sulky looking Mimi. While some of the attendants her age were attempting to look interested in the speech, she wasn't making the slightest effort, evidently finding pushing the plump strawberry from her cheesecake around her plate more fascinating. She'd been dragged here by her parents against her will (she'd have rather gone to a friend's party she'd been looking forward to all week) but seemed to find no pleasure in her show of rebellion. Despite her young age and the pout on her face, there was a slight aura of maturity around Mimi. Small things gave it away - such as her sharp glances back at those caught staring, devoid of any real heat or self-consciousness, and her choice of dress, a white silky thing which complimented her odd style even as it made her look more out of place at the affair.
With one decisive movement, she speared her strawberry and bit into it, finally lifting her head from its droop and gazing around at those milling around her. She spotted Riff, noticed he was also on his own, and stared at him with an unreadable expression while she chewed away.