It had been a little over two hours of loud and soft speaking, fake and genuine laughs, admiring and hating, all in top of some light drinking. Lily was on her fourth glass of champagne for the night and she already started to feel woozy but the sparkling juice gave her the confidence and charm she needed to speak to whoever she wanted. Which was exactly what she did.
When she spotted someone who she may have seen on the back of a magazine, on a poster, on tv or really anywhere in particular, she took a sip of her glass. Almost immediately, she would feel a surge of confidence. Then, her feet would move in their direction. She would put up her most beautiful smile, extend her palm in a hand shake while introducing herself before mentioning on where she had seen them.
