Wanda stood out shockingly enough in a vivid red dress and flashy heels, a chanel purse hung from her arm and large sunglasses perched on the tip of her petite nose, chocolate strands hung freely in curls down her back and shoulders, white hands moving to brush them aside. It was probably not a good idea that she had decided to put on such a display, but she liked red and being the center of attention wasn't a bad thing either. Besides, at least he would know she was here.
The beautiful brunette offered a smile to him before sinking down in a seat, long, lean legs crossing over one another and she tugged the sunglasses from her face, folding them neatly in her lap along side her expensive bag. Honestly, Wanda wasn't sure how to feel about this speech...she was in awe of Warren because he took a risk, but on the other hand she was scared. Not only was he putting himself out there...he was putting them out there too...even if not by name.
Blue eyes moved to his handsome face, watching the light play on his beautiful, blonde hair and his lips that moved speaking words that could be a breakthrough or distruction for them all.