Isabelle was a little overwhelmed in the current situation, but she was attempting to keep an air of confidence and calm about her. The male before her was suave but there was also an air of danger about her, Isabelle pressed against Devrim’s side unsure of herself within the new setting. Devrim at least seemed on decent terms with the male or he wouldn’t be at the party, as Conrad left he gave her a wink, Isabelle couldn’t help it as her cheeks turned a soft pink, a blush falling on her face. Isa bit her lip as she glanced towards Devrim as he said to stay clear of Conrad, she nodded softly. If he thought he was going to cause her trouble, then she would keep clear, she would take his word for it. This was his world after all and she had just began to dip her toe into the large pool which was circeling with sharks and she was just a little fish. Isabelle stuck close to Devrim’s side but relaxed as the evening went on, they move from group to group. It was easy to see which people Devrim liked or disliked, even if he kept a straight face she slowly began to learn his tells,it was something she had always been able to do. She also kept track of others and their tells, one never knew when they would be useful. Most of the conversations were general conversation, Isabelle attempted to engage in conversation and appear to actually fit in the setting.<br/><br/>However with time came more conversations, these more detailed and hushed as they conversed about business, she noticed the glances in her direction. It seemed that most people didn’t trust her then again she was a new face and this place was full of criminals they had to protect their best interests. She at the moment was a liability, however as soon as Devrim gave her his approval people seemed to relax. Isabelle didn’t understand a lot, it was mainly half conversations but she got a general idea of the areas that Devrim dealt in. At the warehouse she had managed to figure out a lot, these interactions just seemed to cement a few of her ideas. From the conversations she gathered that there was tension in the city after the death of the former head of one of the bigger mafias, there was a gap and everyone was fighting to fill it. Soon an announcement went out and people began to make their way towards the dining area, Isabelle smiled as she took Devrim’s arm as he lead her towards a table. As he pulled her chair out she stepped out and sat down<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ Thank You”</span>she muttered as she settled in place.<br/><br/>Isabelle looked up as their food was placed before them, it was rich and tasty, then again she didn’t know what else she expected from a place like this. Throughout the meal the conversation flowed between them talking about everything and nothing at the same time, Isabelle relaxed as the evening went on as she listened to Devrim talk about the people within the room. Her eyes glanced from person to person as she listened to him talk about each of them,she took note one what he said, knowledge was power within this world after all. They continued talk just the two of them as their main meal and dessert were delivered, it was almost like a private meal and they were in their own little world just the two of them. Soon the plates were cleared and people once more began to mingle as soft melodies frilled the room as a band took up position in the corner.<br/><br/>However their little bubble would be popped as a woman approached, Isabelle’s eyes looked over her quickly as she watched her approach her eyes settled on Devrim. A smile on her lips she leaned in slowly and asked if they could talk before muttering a soft ‘privately’ with a side wards glance in Isa’s direction. Isabelle nodded as Devrim and the woman disappeared onto the dance floor, her eyes lingering on them as they pressed close together as they talked. Isabelle looked around nervousness once more kicking in now that she was alone, she noticed a few people glancing in her direction but ignored them as she played with the bracelet on her wrist. Suddenly she was aware of a male taking a seat in Devrim’s now empty space, her eyes darted up towards him as she met his brown eyes. He was older man in maybe his mid forties wearing a sharp black suit, a grin on his lips as she looked at Isabelle.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> “ Now. I know you are new. I’m Theodore, Theodore Maxwell.At your service and you are ?” </span>Isabelle met his eyes before glancing over towards Devrim before noting he was still in conversation with the woman. Isabelle smiled softly<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff"> “ Isabelle, nice to meet you” </span>Theodore grinned a predatory grin as he slowly rose to his feet and offered a hand out to Isabelle.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">“Will you allow me to have this dance, Miss Isabelle ?” </span>Isabelle bit her bottom lip as she glanced once more towards Devrim, before nodding softly and rising to her feet placing her hand in his.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“Sure, I would like that”</span>if Devrim could have fun so could she right ?<br/><br/>Isabelle rose as Theodore lead her towards the dance floor, she noticed a number of woman glaring in her direction, then again she had been receiving them all evening on Devrim’s arm too. The pair moved towards the dance floor in a sweeping movement, as Theodore pulled her close into his arms. Her arms moved to settle in place, she had never really ballroom danced before but as she settled in place she began to follow Theodore’s lead and slowly she found herself dancing. She shifted slightly as she felt his hand settle low on her back,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99"> </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ So, how is your evening going ?” </span>Theodore grinned at her before responding<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">“ Better now, that I have pretty girl in my arms. So Isabelle how are you enjoying the evening. Conrad throws a good party no ?” </span>Isabelle nodded as her glance once more went to Devrim before focusing back on Theodore<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cc99ff">“ Its a nice party”</span>Isabelle had never excelled with the social aspect of things, she had been awkward as a child and later when she had dropped out of school she had found it even harder to connect to people, unless it was over the internet. On her computer she was a flirt and whiz kid however in a room filled with people she felt like a five year attempting to play grown ups.