Bella watched Lucius with a smile; she knew that he was, if not exactly afraid of her, at least wary. Good boy.
Seeing that Rod was chatting up her flaming-haired niece, she rolled her eyes and floated away to 'sample' the punch. Hmmm. Not bad, but nothing that could not be improved.
She turned her back and slipped a small vial out of her clutch and tipped it into the punchbowl, making an idle swirling motion before wandering away. That should liven things up a bit.