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Business Arrangements [13 Jan 2008|01:44pm]
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[Continued from The Masquerade Ball]

Not one for social events such as this Joseph Tropiano was a rare face amongst a crowd more than accustomed to dining with the rich and the famous. He figured that given it was New Years Eve he should make some form of effort to acknowledge the last year and the year that lay ahead, wherever it would take him.

He'd gone so far as to rent a pitch black suit and he was a striking figure, from the broad shoulders to the narrowing pants and the rich golden skin. Joseph had a certain sense of humour so instead of the masks that he could have chosen, he'd selected porcelain white half of a mask that resembled the one from the phantom of the opera. No one could ever fault Joseph's air for the dramatic.

Joseph hung close to the edges, watching and sharing snippets of conversations with strangers, all of which were given with a charming smile and a confident demeanour.

"Comin' through, look out!"

Grace had squinted at the ad about the masquerade before saying to hell with it and deciding to attend. Costumes were not normally her thing, but she did like a good party when she could find one. Parties meant booze if nothing else, and a night out never got old. She'd found a plain black mask amid the chaos of her belongings, and she wove her way through the crowd before swiping a drink from a passing waiter's tray.

The vampire promptly backed into someone while trying to avoid a collision with another server carrying a full tray of small sandwiches, and she turned on one foot. "Sorry," she said tersely. "Crowds make me clumsy, I guess."

Joseph arched an eyebrow as a woman backed straight into him before his lips parted into a slow smile. "Don't worry about it." He glanced at his attire then lifted a rich brown gaze to the other woman's face. "It's not like I stand out too well."

He finished off his drink and rested the empty glass on a nearby tray, stealing another drink for himself. "You alright now? All steadied up?"

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