Reception - Lavender & Ronnie
Lavender heard the voice behind her and turned, shaking her head in answer to the question that was thrown her way. "I don't need to plan it- this is it. Who would want or need anything else." She really was in awe of it all- from the floating lights to all the little touches of gold that reflected them. Even Ronnie was wearing a dress and was looking nice for a change. Normally she wore black and clothes that looked almost scruffy and so seeing her dressed up and in a colour that went so well with the red of hair made her almost seem approachable.
Not that Lavender didn't know better. For starters Ronnie's choice of drink gave her away. Lavender didn't know much about whiskey, except that it tasted disgusting and was what guys drunk when they were trying to show off around each other, and so the fact that Ronnie was drinking it just went to show how different the two of them were. Lavender liked to drink things that tasted nice and well, who was Ronnie fooling?!
Still, she moved over to the bar to stand next to her. There were people dotted around all over the place and she could already see half a dozen people who would be much easier to talk to, but now that she was feeling more composed she figured she needed a drink before heading out to mingle. She nodded in the direction of Ronnie's drink. "I don't know how you drink that stuff. It tastes like how I imagine doxycide tastes." And it looked silly in her hand, especially whilst she was wearing that dress.