[Anna isn't really sure about a costume party. She hasn't been to such an event for at least three decades. After a few hundred years, the idea of Halloween starts losing its appeal. But this is an event that Eric Northman is putting on and he'd been nice to her at the group therapy session they'd both attended.]
[Anna is wearing this, a bit of a modern twist on Snow White. Not that she's some kind of Disney princess, because that couldn't be farther from the truth. But she liked the dress, long and flowing, and she does have the dark hair needed for the role.]
[She looks around, appearing calm and casual as she sips a glass of tea. She'd prefer a glass of blood, but she's still keeping that secret to herself. Years of practice keeping said secret is hard to break.]