Buffy Summers, Ginny Weasley & OTA; Around 8 PM
Growing bored, Buffy was seriously considering leaving any second. It was only her curiosity, much like the character she currently portrayed, was insatiable and she couldn't leave without finding something out. So sipping cider and lingering like a wallflower it was until she came up with a plan or saw someone, anyone, who looked like they might belong here and know something about the place. At least the music half decent and Buffy bobbed to the beat from her spot off to the side. If she was younger, even a bit, she might have gone for it, but now, relaxing and letting her guard down went by the wayside once her teenager years ended. She'd faced death too many times along with many bad guys who'd kicked her ass to think that she was ever immune to the duties and repercussions of being a slayer. So standing against the wall like a boring person it was.
The sound of a footsteps, growing surprisingly closer, pulled Buffy from her envious reverie of the dancers on the floor and to the sight of a beautifully dressed young woman beside her. She was dressed in a elegant Roman goddess costume that went perfectly with her vivid red hair. Buffy felt seriously childish standing next to someone dressed so adult-like. Maybe she should have gone for the sexy stripper costume instead. Maybe. The redhead had a plate of food, appetizers, and she introduced herself with a bright smile. Buffy couldn't help, but return it. Ginny, that was a cute name. "Buffy Summers, nice to meet you," she held out her free hand for the young woman to shake. "Nice costume."