Even so, Diana was feeling the warmth rise in the room, and she fanned herself whilst looking around at the crowd. After an ever so brief scan of the room, she recognized a few faces. "I haven't," she responded automatically, though it took her a few seconds to realize she knew the voice she was responding to.

Diana whipped around (well as much as one could in such a crowded room). "Mel!" She whispered, her eyes wide. They were across the room from each other, but for Diana there was no mistaking her voice. Still, she craned her neck to see her friend, even going as far as raising on her tip-toes in attempt to see her.