Abigail, Finn Collins and probably open
Abigail had wanted to wear something special for this party, something softer and more feminine than the clothes Finn had seen her in before. She'd chosen a dress and styled her hair and makeup with that in mind. She used a choker, instead of a scarf, to cover her scar. When she walked in with Finn, she gasped. "Wow. They did a really great job. It always looked pretty, but they really made it shine." It crossed her mind that she might not look formal enough and maybe she should have worn a long gown, the type Hannibal's guests wore to his parties. She chased the thought away quickly. She was her own person now, no more worrying about what her Dad or Hannibal would think. She thought she looked pretty, and she liked that she could show off her legs to Finn. She gave him a smile. "What should we do first? Food, socialize, dance?"