*Pink entered the dining hall. Her hair matching her name tonight, though she had let it grow out a it, allowing her to look more like a woman and not quite so butch. She sported a trim wait at the moment, though lately she had been known to eat nearly her body weight in food at one setting. Though all it seemed to do is make her more popular. She was tired, from the bottom's of her feet, which were shod in white heels, to the top of her head.  Having hosted the awards tonight, she was truely exausted. She sat down at a table to rest for a moment and wait for the buffet line to calm down. Her form clad in a punk black mini skirt and black leather top. Which of course showed off her cleavage perfectly. She sighed, wanting to get out of here, but she was expected to stay all evening.*