Josietta sipped at her drink seemingly lost in herself and in the dancing, as well as Aiden. She didn't hear the motorcycle as it pulled up. She offered a smile to Dawg as he passed by to get his drink, ever the busy man, looking at his blackberry, seemingly attached at the hip to it. She glanced back to Aiden again and then to Silver and Marguerite. She couldn't help but smile tonight, it was a happy time in a happy place, the martini's helped in that as well.