Cimorene would have continued the conversation, and willingly, but she got distracted by a couple things, all coming one after another. First was a yellow-haired dog with a happy grin, coming barrelling onto the balcony. "Well hello!" Cimorene said with a rare soft smile, sinking delicately to a crouch to pet the dog. He was of the friendly sort, that was for sure, and she laughed as he licked her face, scratching behind his ears.

And then there were the screams coming from the ballroom. Decked out in her finest or not, Cimorene still had her sword belted to her waist, and she sprung to a standing position, drawing at the same time, and hurrying to the entrance way to see what was going on. There were fainting women all over the place, and startled looking men, but nothing to be fussing about. She turned back to Ned, sword still in hand, and her brow furrowed. "I think we missed something..."