Sipping a glass of water, Evania attempted to weed out the other girls, and only succeeded at spotting one. Walking over to the woman (who was wearing a beautiful black dress), she somehow managed to trip over the back of her dress, spilling her glass on the floor. Desperately holding her unraveling mask to her face, she hurried to clean up the mess, and was quickly interrupted by a waiter of some sort who told her not to worry. She was after all a guest, a princess in fact, and shouldn't be ruining her dress over a job for a maid. Looking up, Evania was embarred by the amount of accumilating people who stared at her with some sort of distgusted fascination. 'Nice. You've been here, what, ten minutes? And already this people think you're nuts.' Sighing, she picked herself up, refitted her mask, and stole the nearest chair. She had always had a knack for acting out of place, and some even got the impression that she was full on insane. 'Well that's not to far off, now is it Eva? That's just about the only thing you're good at. Being... odd.' Evania also frecuently talked to herself, especially when she was nervous (which happened quite often), but what could she say... it turned out her in-house monologue could be very useful, albeit very insensitive. Politely asking the nearest waiter for another glass of water, Evania decided to wait for her partner to come and find her. 'That way, while you're sitting down, we won't have any more accidents! Then again, anything's possible...'