"Oh, no, I'm quite alright." Elspeth checked her gloves and found them clean. No matter who collided with whom, no harm had been done. She lifted the cup and sipped at the punch. It was not overly cold, but it had a pleasing taste of fruit and spirits. There was something else, a tartness she did not expect. "Whenever I think they have admitted all the people, I see another crop of faces. We'll be nose to nose before long."