Somewhere around 8:30-ish near the door
Naea frowned as she finally wandered into the party, feeling like 'fashionably late' had gone out the window. She'd ended up working a double, but at least she'd gotten to wear her costume to work, and didn't have to worry about anything but maybe retouching her makeup and bit of glitter she'd used.
She recognized pretty much everyone, for the most part, but everyone was engaged in whatever conversations they were having. Ugh, so tired. I'll just grab some grub, wave hello and get out. Seemed simple enough and no one would be the wiser.