Adrian may have been fashionably late, but he didn't think anyone could fault him for feeling a little anxious about tonight. He'd changed his clothing at least a half a dozen times and debated a few on whether he should come at all. Ali had said she wanted him there, though, and that in the end was enough to get him there.
It didn't take him long to locate her, even amidst the large numbers of people there. It was no surprise that so many had come to her celebration - Ali had always been popular, after all.
His stance may have been a little awkward as he debated whether to greet her with a hug or a kiss or neither and in the end he just stood there.
"You look beautiful," he told her, remembering some semblance of propriety, even if he honestly wasn't sure what to say or do next.