Ballroom - 8:30pm - Meg and Castiel
It had been far too tempting, really, to go Victoria Secret angel for the evening. A corset. Some stockings. Fruity wings. She did so love making poor Castiel's eyes bug out of his head when she walked into a room. But, in the end, she'd decided that the irony was more amusing than his reactions, which she could get later in a much more convenient location anyway. In the end, unsatisfied with most of the dresses available, she'd simply bought the wings and pieced together the rest of the outfit herself.
She gave Cas a smile as the entered the room, but her attention was elsewhere at least for the moment. There was a pang of disappointment when she realized the Winchesters weren't there. What, they had something better to do? What was the fun of going out in something this ridiculous if she couldn't watch Dean turn a little purple? Oh well...perhaps later they'd take a joyride in his car to make up for the disappointment.