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Tig was in the midst of scathingly insulting the dress of a woman who'd just walked by - it probably wasn't Ellory but they certainly shared a garish taste in fashion - when she found herself rudely cut off mid-sentence. It was a good thing she was wearing a mask or else the look of pure disdain would've been visible to all as she turned towards the man who'd just spoken. She swiftly looked him up and down. I believe you're mistaken. Almost as soon as the words were out of her mouth, flippant tone and all, she realized she was mistaken. She had agreed to dance with him but she'd been distracted at the time and hadn't paid as much attention to what he looked like as she probably should have.

Well she'd said it now she couldn't take it back. Tig partially turned back to the friends she'd been talking with but looked at him from over her shoulder, wondering if he'd second guess himself and wander off or make a nuisance of himself and insist.

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Outfit | Tag: Kristoffer Lestrange | Notes: