"Thank you." She smiled politely at the men he'd been talking to before leading them to a slightly less populated space. They were by no means alone, but it was better than trying to find one of those bloody doors all over again. Besides, there was less than twenty minutes until midnight. They needed to leave, and now. Later, once they escaped whatever catastrophe was about to befall them, she would devise an excuse to tell Samuel. First, she needed to force Ben from the party.

A friend of hers passed by them and quirked her eyebrows. "Mr. St.John-Black was commenting on -" she began and abruptly stopped as the friend was out of hearing distance. Melody didn't particularly wish to talk about the fiance she had cheated on only minutes ago with the man she had been with. In fact, at this very moment, she didn't want Samuel to exist at all. Seeing his empty hands, Melody offered her glass of wine to him. "Here. I don't need it." With any luck, the action would be discreet enough for both him to take it from her and the rest of the partygoers not to take note of it.

She waited until he'd taken a sip of the wine before continuing. From the little information she'd been able to find on its usage, it took effect fairly quickly. What she wasn't sure of (and didn't have time to find out) is whether or not he had to consume the entire glass to achieve the full effects. "We need to leave." Melody stated quietly. If he fought her on it she would simply wait until he drank more of the wine. But, she wasn't risking the consequences of whatever was to shortly be revealed.