Lennon, Kiley and Chase - 8ish
Chase was only somewhat paying attention to his path back to Kiley as he inspected the mound of food on his plate. He wasn't entirely certain he knew what it was that he'd grabbed, but he had a little bit of everything under the pretense of sharing with Kiley once he got back to her. Not at all to let her taste first and let him know if it was even good or not. He hadn't really wanted to leave her, but he also hadn't really eaten all day long, and the smells drifting over from the table had caused more than a little conflict in his brain. In the end, he told himself it would be a short trip, with just a little food. He'd succeeded at one of the two things at least.
Dressing up had been more than a new thing for him, but he decided the second he saw Kiley that it was worth it. The dress she wore only half hid the pretty shape of her legs under the crimson lace, and with how much he'd been staring he could only imagine everyone in the room knew about them now.
He offered a smile at the pair, and an appreciative nod toward Lennon's outfit by way of greeting as he settled on the stool next to Kiley. "Not...really sure what most of this is." His expression turned thoughtful, even a little confused as he reached the plate in her direction, a silent question as to whether she wanted some or not, and took a sip from the glass of red wine he'd taken. He wasn't sure what kind it was, only that it was fancy and probably went well with everyone being so dressed up.