: Nyssa & Chris Argent
She delicately put the butter knife down. She could be incredibly delicate when she felt like it, oddly enough. Her smile was downright predatory though as she watched the woman leave hastily.
"Getting food, clearly, and catching up. You can start with telling me what you see in that one." She smoothed her dress then shot a look at one of the other guests who looked like they were going to say something.