Re: 8:25 p.m., by the food table - Alice & Isobel
Alice grinned at Isobel as the woman approached. "Rafael told me you got him a fish!" She exclaimed, her drunken state obvious but not overwhelming. "That was so nice of you. You're a very nice person, I hope you know that."
She bounced away to grab a plate of her own and began putting food on it. "That's the next question, Rafael. How is Mr. Fishy doing?"