"That dude in the white suit, he's twenty–six. Not a bad figure, but his face? Meh. He might look good in a mask, but those tiny eyes of his are hideous""
"The one in the blue suit, not a good catch. His family favors boys over girls. He has four sisters, any girl who marries into that family would be under pressure to have a son."
"Did you see the plump, short guy? He's been divorced four times!"
Luna was well–versed in the lives of these rich kids. She often worked with them, so even with masks on, she could tell who's who.
We're locked away in a corner, chirping excitedly about the men in the room, while waiting for Zoe to show up.
After the ball began, people came to invite Luna and me to dance. We half–heartedly obliged, then made excuses to sit back down, refusing to get up for anyone else
Suddenly, a commotion arose in the crowd. Clara quickly got up to see. "Eliana, I bet the VIP has arrived."
