Tabitha's reprieve hadn't been very long, her thoughts interrupted by a vaguely familiar voice. Or perhaps she was imagining that, as the man that came up beside her was not one she immediately recognized, the low lights and mask making it hard to make out any discernable features. The tone of his voice however, struck a chord of recognition and so her interest was piqued.

"Just taking a little respite from the dance floor," She smiled slowly, raising her wine glass as evidence. In better lighting she was sure she was flushed, but that again could have been hidden beneath her mask. What an interesting conundrum, but a welcome solace and hindrance all at the same time. It was funny how, until this very moment, Tabi realized she relied on being able to read another's expressions and they hers. "A little fresh air."

Looking out the window again, she cast a quick glance back over her shoulder at her new company. "Not to mention the view is quite stunning." London at night never failed to impress her, having spent most of her youth in Hogsmeade with its sleepy little streets and quiet evenings.