“Mr. Fisk!” His voice gave him away immediately and Amelia blushed furiously, suddenly grateful for the shield of her mask. “Ahh...not - not exactly,” she replied, turning her back to the tables and absently flapping her hand against the table cloth as if that would make the bird scamper away. With her other hand, she pressed it against her cheek, begging her color to go down. All the better for him to not see the effect he had on her. (Never mind that they’d all be made their feelings clear for each other New Years Eve, but given her track record, she wouldn’t be surprised if Mr. Fisk had been obliviated) Despite the thin shield of her mask, she couldn’t help but beam as she stepped back to look at him.

She hadn’t expected him here! Of course, she herself hadn’t expected to be here either. He had subtly risen to the fancy dress code, similarly to herself. Amelia couldn’t help but notice how well the blue and green waistcoat complemented Mr. Fisk’s dark features (not to mention his eyes –– focus, Amelia, focus). It wasn’t until she thought the green wasn’t unlike her own outfit's color that she remembered what she was wearing. Amelia bit her lip and shuffled her feet closer together.

While she knew Mr. Fisk erred on the side of progressiveness and potentially might not be as offended by her trousers as others, that still didn’t prevent her from feeling self-conscious. After all, she had been with the infuriatingly more-right leaning Barnabas Skeeter whom Konstantin Fisk mercifully resembled nothing like. Nevertheless, Amelia was silently cursing her best friend wondering why she’d let Eva talk her into making a point - tonight if all nights! "He's my friend's pet," she replied, hoping he wouldn't think her simple for her explanation. "He's her Diricawl and I believe he's found his way into this event all by himself."

Speak of the devil...Amelia could see her best friend across the room. Amelia conveniently turned her shoulder inwards towards Mr. Fisk so she wouldn’t see the inevitable face that the other redhead was probably making in her direction. Merlin help her if Eva decided to be brazen and traipse into the conversation, though that would give Amelia excuse to tell her her Diricawl was on the loose. "I was hoping to find him in time to prevent him from taking advantage of the free food." Merlin help them all if he managed to succeed in that endeavor.