[Kitty was looking around as well. She wasn't avoiding the inevitable depression of missing someone, but she was avoiding boredome. Getting dressed up to go to an opening night party sounded like a good idea at the time.
She wandered over at seeing someone by herself. Deciding to be social, and this one looked like she needed a smile, she stopped by the table.]
Is this seat taken?
[She hoped that didn't sound too much like a cheesy pick-up line because that really wasn't what she was going for.]