Shoko was just special in many different ways. She could be considered a pretty girl but she never dressed like that. She was a demon but an ice demon. She fell into many different exceptions. Feeling lighter than air like most girls with a crush, she actually put together a nice outfit for the occasion, the skirt and shirt ensemble she borrowed from Alice. Since she couldn't figure out how makeup worked, she didn't put on any which just made her look very, very pale.
She arrived late as always, always seeming to be in a rush. This time, it was because she worked on her hair so it wasn't just down. She put it into small pigtails at this moment. As she saw Xander, her cheeks pinked slightly and out of nervousness, she bowed, "Good evening, Xander!"
She giggled a little, hiding her smile behind her mouth for a moment. Oh this was horrible. She did notice the sake and her smile vanished for a moment, "Sake? What type of evening are you planning?" She was a horrible lightweight and she was also an unpredictable drunk. It was always a wild card on how she'd act.
As he requested to take her picture, she blushed horribly, "Ano... okay." Oh, he's totally playing her like a flute!