He sighed, smiling slightly. "Fair enough." The indoors was just as impressive as the outdoors. It was like a ballroom, people talking and mingling around the edges, and others dancing near a small orchestra that played.
Her eyes were bright with excitement and she rubbed his arm, bouncing a little on her heels. "Oh my God. Okay. What first?"
She was leaning against a wall, her hands behind her back as she chatted lightly with a man next to her, who was standing next to her, his whole body turned to her. As they spoke, he placed his hand on her shoulder, laughing deeply.
Ophelia did not look amused by the man, but she completely brightened when Abel approached. "Excuse me," she said to the man, hooking arms with Abel. "My date is here. Thank you for the company." She pulled Abel away, her shoulder shaking with laughter. "What an idiot."
"He came up to me and said..." She paused, slicking back her hair playfully. "'Hey, can you touch my hand really quickly? I want to tell my friends that I've been touched by angel.'"
