Aspel/Elvira/Open.
Catching sight of the sentinel's smile (of the opportunity!), Elvira strode over to her side, squeezing through the pub's patrons, both invited and not, to make her way over without appearing too obvious. She fluttered up to the other woman in a measured, delicate manner. This was no hawk watching prey, no vulture awaiting carcass. Not to these eyes, not with these guests, not in this place.
"Coucillor Cassul," the younger woman greeted with a perk in a step and small bow of her head. Her gaze skipped quickly to Korporal then back at the councilwoman, the unspoken relation between the Cassuls. Her face was devoid of the smirk, her voice of the sweet cruelty she used to address Aspel's younger brother. Politely, she struck up a typical line, "How nice to see you here."