Wayne and Zacharias
Wayne arrived right on time, hoping it wasn't the sort of party where you were supposed to be fashionably late. He tugged at the collar of his new dress robes-- something kept scratching his neck-- and figured he'd better go say hello to Zach and get it over with. It wasn't that he didn't like Zach, exactly, but he didn't like the fights that kept breaking out around him, and the fact that Zach didn't seem to care.
"Erm, hi," he said. "Thanks for having me?" It came out more like a question, because Wayne was still kind of confused about who was hosting this thing and why he'd been invited.