(Arya, Hiato, Vanessa)<br/><br/>She smiled in a pleased manner at Arya's compliment of the large dining hall. It was all very formal, with curling gold chandeliers that had delicate little crystals hanging from them. She had decorated in such an eerie manner, for there were tables lining the two walls, each held a small black tree which was bare of leaves entirely. Affixed to some of the branches on each tree was a very delicate structure, closer inspection revealed them to be the bleached, fragile skeletons of various birds.  Of course on some of the other tables were blooming cornucopias either filled with all manner of fruitful bounty or floral arrangements. These tables also held numerous platters. Since it was lunch time, the selection was a little more light; from artistic little tea sandwiches to diced fruits, chocolates, and other acceptable hors d'oeuvres for such a time a day.<br/><br/>Then she noticed that Arya's attention had been captured by a more plainly dressed human woman. And amazingly enough, this woman seemed even more ill at ease than Arya had! A little twinkle of mirth flashed in her dark eyes as she watched the two exchange their mutual discomfort. She offered a casual little smile at Vanessa, but made no real attempt to address her.<br/><br/>When Hiato appeared, she inclined her head at him in return and soon realized just who this other woman was supposed to be. A reporter, how<em>brazen</em>of Vlad. She watched the exchange a little longer, only glancing away to smile and greet someone else who had drifted into the hall. When she looked back, she couldn't help but marvel at how bold her beloved always was. It was little things like that, that continuously kindled the flame of her affection. Now Hiato was leading Vanessa away so that she could change her clothing. So, she turned her attention back to the freshly abandoned Arya.<br/><br/>"My dear, no need to dally with those treats. Look," she motioned gently towards the adorned tables as she approached Arya again, "here is plenty for you to choose from. I believe they call this arrangement a...buffet. Convenient, no?" She turned then and pointed to an arrangement of smaller tables, "You can get a plate and sit over there. I can keep you company, won't that be nice? Elizabeth smiled.