The 'off-season' had been dreadfully dull this year, Ophelia thought. Of course there was nothing properly going on outside of the normal social season, but typically there was at least a little flurry of activities through the holidays and on New Year's Eve, and this year had been... well. The only party she'd actually enjoyed attending was her own. Maybe the fault was hers; maybe it wasn't that everyone else had gotten boring, only that she had so far outshone them all that everything else paled by comparison. What a trying life she had, being poised atop the pinnacle of society. There was so little left to amuse her.

So she'd decided to show them all how it was done that spring. Even before the season properly started, she was going to host something at least twice, she'd decided — more if she could manage to do so without arousing any sign of hesitation from Mr. Devine. She had also decided to enlist the help of other paragons of society to make things more interesting than they had been heretofore — she couldn't do it all herself, after all, and she wanted someone to do something worthy of her attention this spring! This charity event was more or less a cover for her to rally the troops; it was much more efficient to assemble her friends around her and discuss things all at once than to invite them over for tea one by one. And this had the added bonus of making her look very generous and charitable, which could never hurt one's image.

Despite having not completed her schooling she actually was quite adept at spells related to assembling and altering clothing, from her own efforts as a fashionista when she had been a debutante and restricted by Armando's lack of desire to frequently visit the tailor's. She was in the midst of patching a large hole in a jacket someone had donated when another woman took a seat at her table, one vacated only a few moments before when November had gone for a cup of tea. Ophelia looked up and realized at once that it was not her friend in the chair, but a stranger.

"I don't believe we've been introduced," she said coolly. Her tone made it clear she expected far more than just the lady's name in response. Presumably she had a reason for approaching Ophelia's table, and it would be best if she delivered it at once.