House parties were usually stuffy, sooner or later; too many people and too little air circulation. He preferred outdoor balls for that reason, though obviously he would have gone anywhere if someone argued that it would help Beatrice's chances. She certainly didn't perform well in such cramped quarters, though, and had given the party tonight a miss. Victor thought that was for the best, but it was only recently that his mother had come around to the idea that there could be any benefit at all in giving an event — any event — a miss as an unmarried young woman.
Bea's absence had allowed Victor to spend the majority of the evening so far with only the men he already knew from the club, and he'd barely taken stock of who else was in attendance. When he found himself within earshot of a young woman with a newspaper, he couldn't immediately place her. This was poor form — he was supposed to be paying attention to the young women at events these days, the better to decide which one he would marry. He still hadn't entirely gotten used to the idea... but anyway, she had asked him a question, so he'd best muster up an opinion or two.
"Is that today's Prophet?" he asked, tilting his head to try and better read the headline. "I don't recall reading anything about murderous wigmakers."
Bea's absence had allowed Victor to spend the majority of the evening so far with only the men he already knew from the club, and he'd barely taken stock of who else was in attendance. When he found himself within earshot of a young woman with a newspaper, he couldn't immediately place her. This was poor form — he was supposed to be paying attention to the young women at events these days, the better to decide which one he would marry. He still hadn't entirely gotten used to the idea... but anyway, she had asked him a question, so he'd best muster up an opinion or two.
"Is that today's Prophet?" he asked, tilting his head to try and better read the headline. "I don't recall reading anything about murderous wigmakers."
Fabulous set by Lady!