Gathering: Halloween Gala

[concierge]

A large, decorative sign situated prominantly in the lobby reads:

The Nexus Hotel
proudly presents its
ANNUAL HALLOWEEN GALA

Formal Reception
Nexus Dining Hall
6 PM - Midnight

Monster Mixer
Nexus Basement
8 PM - 2 AM

Masquerade attire recommended for all guests

Most of the chairs have been removed from the Dining Hall to allow for ballroom-style dancing to the orchestra set up on the far end of the room. A polished cherry wood open bar is aligned along one wall. The adjacent Bistro is open for the duration of the formal reception, serving gourmet hors d'oeuvres.

Downstairs, the basement's largest storeroom has been converted into a spooky nightclub, complete with DJ, dance floor and cocktails.

Comments

[vampire_shield]

Bella was doing her best at human speed as she walked from the table holding the drinks with a glass in her hand and thought she was managing it well enough until she nearly plowed into a new arrival.

She stopped immediately and her eyes flew up. "Crap, I'm sorry."

[lianyu]

Ollie shuffles aside just enough to get a bump in the arm instead of full body contact, which probably would have involved some embarrassing apologies to the wait staff and yet another dry cleaning bill. He takes his expensive gift shop sunglasses off (part of the costume, but it obviously makes it a little tougher to see), and steps back, looking the girl over.

"Are you okay? No injuries or spills?"

[vampire_shield]

"I think that's my line," Bella smiled up at him. "I'm fine. I didn't hurt you, though, did I?"

She'd felt the contact at her arm but since there'd been no stagger or wince or even a look of wonder over why she'd felt ice cold, she thought maybe it wasn't as bad as it could have been.

[lianyu]

"No," Ollie says with a small shake of his head, and a polite smile to match. He straightens out the sleeves of his shirt and suit jacket for something to do with his hands. "It was a just a bump, nothing serious."

Something is off about her; it's not just the eyes, which are an amber color he's never really seen before. At least, not naturally.

"Oliver Queen," he says, holding a hand out.

[vampire_shield]

"Good," Bella smiled, relaxing for a second until he held his hand out. She eyed it for a second before resigning herself. Maybe if she kept it brief enough he wouldn't notice her hand felt like an ice cube?

She reminded herself not to grip too hard and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Oliver. I'm Bella. Bella Cullen."