The remainder of the walk from the rendezvous point to the ball itself was relatively uneventful as neither Knives nor his companion had really spoken during that time. The silence wasn't really an uncomfortable one, though--they were simply two people who knew what they were about so there was no need for idle chatter. They passed by security with relative ease as well so Knives assumed either Lust's alterations to her appearance had worked or that there had been no warnings about her. Either way, they were both in, just as planned.

He took in surroundings, finding none of it really to his tastes, but he masked those sentiments as best he could. Knives had no real desire to mingle either so after swiping two glasses of champagne, he chose a spot in table that seemed to have a good vantage point for observation purposes. Then, once they were seated, he offered her the glass, occasionally sipping at his drink.

"See anyone you know?"