|Mia Dearden thinks your facial hair is silly (speediest) wrote in utr_logs,|
@ 2010-08-02 21:14:00
|Entry tags:||cal lightman, eli loker, emily lightman, mia dearden|
Who: Mia Dearden, Eli Loker, Cal Lightman, Emily Lightman
What: Cocktail party for Lightman Group née Diogenes Project née Lightman Group.. Are we confused yet?
Warnings: Rated PG-13 for language and general douchebaggery
UPDATE: At the end, it gets a little smutty!
When they were shopping, Kimber had been pretty insistent that a black 'little-black-dress' was far too boring for Mia. Mia was glad to see Kimber getting a little more animated, and was willing to humor her crazy fashion ramblings. Mia ended up with a red 'little-black-dress' that had plenty of class and looked 'outrageous' on her. Despite his already having seen it in the store, Mia was hoping to impress Eli with the full package, after she'd done her hair and makeup.
She wasn't really dreading this as much as Eli seemed to be. Sure, the formal party thing wasn't exactly her cup of tea, but she enjoyed any excuse she had to hang out with Eli. She liked that he wasn't worried about his coworkers seeing him with a younger girl, but he wasn't overly eager to 'show her off', either. She was just his girlfriend. Almost like they were normal, or something.
The venue was nice. A fancy ballroom at a hotel, waiters in bow ties, candles on the tables. Mia declined the champagne flute that was offered to her, snagging a little hors d'oeuvre instead. "So these are the high rollers, huh? Do you work with all these people, or are they just investors and crap?" She really only knew Eli's secretary, and she didn't see her here.