Roger & Kinjal
Kinjal had found, as she waited, that there wasn't much mingling for her to do. Sure, the other guests were people to know, but other than Agatha, she wouldn't exactly consider them people she'd willingly walk up to for a conversation. She was here as a friend of Samara's, after all. So, instead, she'd had a couple of drinks and waited.
Roger's arrival, then, was a bit of a relief as it signaled that there was another person she could actually talk to and not feel guarded. Decidedly, then, she set aside her empty glass and made her way over to him. There was a hint of a smile on her face, but nothing overt. "Hey, stranger."