New Year's at the Volkov

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Irene sipped from his glass as he wandered through the room a bit, giving a soft smile at anyone who made eye contact. A habit he'd picked up for dealing with parties in unknown places with unknown people. It was amazing how just wandering around aimlessly you might stumble into someone or something interesting. Or just witness something fun to watch.

He took in the decor first, chuckling to himself as he was reminded why he had not tried to bring Asku here tonight. The poor guy would have been desperately trying to chase the various golden decorations all night. And getting thrown out because your buddy tried to steal streamers wasn't exactly how he wanted to end his night. Although it would have been great fun.

Then his gaze turned to regard the many people milling about. Both the guests and the employees. Clearly the woman in the waiter-like outfit, for he'd noticed the lack of a bowtie, and the other woman dressed in a waterfall of gold sequins had found something interesting to speak about.

After them his gaze found one man leaning against the wall. Dressed decently but with the scars and build, along with the constant watching over everything, Irene pegged him as some kind of muscle. He noted it and slipped further into the crowd, not wanting to draw any unpleasant attention.

A quiet joke between two members of the wait staff in Russian made Irene chuckle as he passed them. It was nothing rude or obscene but they probably had not expected him to have understood them.
 
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