Re: Main Dining Room
She lost herself in the kiss for a moment, inhibitions gone home to bed for the night. He was pulling away, and suddenly she heard him whisper words of apology.
Expression confused, her fingers brushed her lips again for a moment, and she smiled. A part of her was glad he had left--it made their small conversation and brief kiss somewhat romantic. A fleeting moment, as it were. She liked it. And with that, she sat in the seat for a while, slowly finishing her drink with contentment before standing up in a swish of silk fabric and looking for another strange masked friend to make.