Re: BALLROOM Coraline. Such a pretty name, and one he wouldn't forget in a hurry. His handshake was brief, lasting just the right amount of time before he released it and let his arm drop back to his side. "Which do you prefer, Cora or Coraline?" Charlie could be patient when the situation called for it, and right now he was laying it on as thick as he could - and she was lapping it up, of course.
Ah, yes. There was a strong likelihood that many of the attendees tonight were Creations, and he wondered if Mr. Brandon was one himself. "Perhaps. At any rate, it's a nice way to get everyone together under friendly, peaceful circumstances." He knew all about the vigilante nonsense, the tortured teenagers being deposited in front of apartment buildings (which he thought was hilarious), and all the other dramatics that had been occurring. This night was surprisingly tame in comparison.