The Golden Age of Cinema
She'd missed the debut; if there was a golden ticket inviting her to the premiere Deanna wouldn't have received it. Between the time spent healing at Grace's abode, and returning to the Wynn to find out her belongings had been placed in storage and the suite given to another couple (the hotel manager hautily announcing it was bad publicity to have a vampire in residence), the redhead had missed more than a few momentous occasions.
Deanna slipped into the theatre just after dusk, popcorn purchased from the concession, and settled into her seat for what was truly a marvel of cinematic delight. While most of the audience debated after the final credits whether the actresses in Carmilla were truly vampires or not, she knew better. And, she also knew, Victoria had finally created her own childe.
She slipped by the departing throng and paused to admire the poster. Development Hell. That brought a smile to her face.