Re: Rhys and Madison
Unless she was sick or on her deathbed, Madison always went all out, especially for fancy parties like this one. The blond took a sip of her champagne. It was definitely the high-priced, good shit. Madison savored the bubbly goodness as it slipped down her throat. Even better, she didn't even have to flaunt a fake I.D to get it.
"They did do a good job. I could never pull this off. I'm good at going to parties. Not planning them," Madison replied with a playful smile. It wasn't because Madison wasn't a planner either. She'd concocted plenty of cold-hearted schemes in her effort to be Supreme. It was more so that Madison would rather reap the rewards a party provided than slave away putting those touches into place. That's what party planners were for.
The blond took one of the d'oeuvres as well, but unlike Rhys, when she bit into it, it tasted delicious. The witch did feel bad that he wasn't able to enjoy human food like she was. "How bad was it?" she asked after polishing off her own d'oeuvres.