Shepard & Rawdon (&Open)
Shepard had pretty much been a wall flower since coming into the ballroom, besides scoping out the buffet table, the crowd. She didn't think anyone would approach her, not anyone that didn't know anyway. The hardest part was standing at a relaxed stance, her go to an automatic 'at ease', so it was a fight to keep her hands at her sides. To not look like she was out of place when she very much was.
At least until the object of many stolen glances walked her way. The smile that turned up her lips was an easy one. And he was just as much eye candy up close as he had been across the room. "I did, Isabel out did herself. Have you got a close up? Is it Royal Icing or something softer?"