Altair/Ari/Alecta - Sackheim Inn
Alecta couldn't decide whether she felt excited or apprehensive about this dinner. Agreeing to it was a spur of a moment idea, mainly just to get a rise out of Ari by calling her coward, but she knew exactly what she was doing. She suspected that Ari would rise to the challenge and indeed, Alecta was right. Much like this evening, dealing with the girl always got mixed emotions out of her - on one hand, she was fairly amused by their, well, petty fights and arguments, and enjoyed being condescending with her - something that came naturally and that, in her opinion, Ari deserved. On the other hand, however, Alecta thought that surely, she had better things to do than putting up with the girl and wasting her time unnecessarily on her.
At the very least, Altair would be there too. His company might even out hers a little.
Naturally, Alecta was running ten minutes late, partly because she wanted to and partly because she took her sweet time picking out the perfect dress. Reasonably, she knew that the chances of wearing the same dress as Arielle again was quite low, but Alecta wanted to make sure. In the end, she settled on a black knee length dress with V-neck - it was fairly simple, except for the slit at the right side which allowed a nice look at her leg.
And here she was now, ten minutes late but present at last. Of course, she addressed Altair first, thanking him for the invite, then she turned to Ari, her expression noticeably colder as she said the girl's name to greet her as well. Settling down on her chair, she fixed her rival with a measuring stare and couldn't help the small smirk curving on her lips.