For all the apprehension that having invited him to the party elicited, it was difficult- when he strolled towards her- to imagine she might not have actually wanted him there. As his hand slid to her back, Wanda decided she was very glad he'd made it and this sentiment brightened her eyes and widened her smile. "Not at all, Mr. Hellstrom," she replied and pressed a kiss to his cheek in turn. She stepped back to observe him and tilted her head. "You clean up well," she remarked, appreciatively. She met his gaze for a moment which was broken when the door to the ballroom was opened, the blaring music inside shattering the lobby's serenity. "The party's a bit...different, than I would have expected," she informed him, "Particularly since I know the people it's supposed to be for and it's not at all like them."