Re: Quicklog: Sasha & Daniel - Masquerade Perfect. [Did her leading mess him up? She didn't notice that as much as she noticed he wasn't paying her any attention. Hmph. That simply would not do. Not even when his gaze was once more upon her. Now he'd have to make up for it, and so she pulled herself closer as they strolled with all the risque insistence her sway of hips brought. Sure, he wasn't as cleanly pressed as some of the men here, but he was different, and different was thrilling in its special way. He was tannins on the back of her tongue that dried her mouth and drew out thirst. He was unknown danger in depth of darkness behind his lashes. He was intoxicating and it showed in how she beamed up at him, even if he was smelling her and, okay, maybe that was a smidge creepy.] If I were going to name someone as handsome as you, it-
[Cut off from her sentence, behind them comes a call of her name from a rather flamboyant gentleman neck to stomach in frills under his golden brocade jacket, "Helen. ... Hel-len!" which makes her tense up rather involuntarily and those perfectly manicured fingers gripped his arm tighter. No words, none needed to illustrate her annoyance, merely an eyeroll and an extended huff through her nose.]
That door. [Direction given with flick of eyes before resting once more in warm entrancement upon him.] We can lose them down the hallway. [Sasha knew there were numerous rooms for meetings and the like beyond the door. A good place to hide out from the annoying kid that was closing in on them.] He's going to take me away from you to go do dreadfully boring things. [Half an explanation, good enough for someone that would not refuse a lady, right? Lady. Wasn't that a funny joke?] Let's not let that happen.