Who: Matthew and Lynne What: A fateful meeting on a fateful night; both of them arrive fashionably late to what they think will be a fun night at a party... Where: The ball's after party at Sing the Rage When: when all the parties are at full swing, probably by midnight Status: Complete
Batman. The perfect costume, as far as Matt was concerned, since it conceiled his identity, which was always fun, and it showed any and all attributes he wanted to show. Of course he wasn't wearing the gay Batman costume, the grey one which not even George Clooney could do something with; Matt had gone all out for this ball and gotten himself the Dark Knight Batman costume. The bad-ass one, so to speak.
The ball in itself had been slightly classic and thus also slightly boring, but now that the after-parties had been officially opened, Matthew was confident the night was going to go just fine. He wondered briefly where the little minx from last night was, but he hadn't seen her and he didn't care. They had plenty of time to meet again, and if they didn't, well, too bad.
Surveying the room as he looked above everyone's heads, Matt spotted the bar and started treading towards it slowly.