<div class="floatleft">(https://ih0.redbubble.net/image.507443861.4472/pp,550x550.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>Name:</strong> Diego Reyes <br/><strong>Location:</strong> Entry Hall &gt;&gt; Bar<br/><strong>Time:</strong> 5ish<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong> As pictured, Mask (https://img.etsystatic.com/il/84c7ad/1279319292/il_570xN.1279319292_khdu.jpg?version=0)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open, Mia, Clover <br/><strong>Notes:</strong> n/a <br/></span><hr/><br/>Arriving fashionably late was over rated, especially to the Masquerade. Diego Reyes made that mistake once and only once. He opted to drive himself in, no need to worry about leaving his car. He had plans to spend the night in one of the many rooms in the estate, Mia's specifically. Guest were constantly arriving but that didn't stop him from stopping those behind him as Mia personally greeted each one. A smile spread across his face as he claimed her lips. "Good evening Mrs. Romero." He greeted her after the brief kiss a hand had already slid down and around to give her ass a firm squeeze. "Catch up later?" The smile across his face sharpened, an understanding between them before he let her resume her hosting duties.<br/><br/>A drink was in order and being familiar with the house, he knew his way around. As he moved in the direction of the bar, he caught the end of a rather rude interaction between a guest and a staff member. Diego altered his course and interrupted. "I'll take it from here, thank you." The staff member nodded and stepped away to check the guest's coat.<br/><br/>"You are not good at first impressions are you?" Diego teased, offering his arm to escort her into the party. "Or maybe if I get a drink in you, you will relax, first time at one of these soirees?" He did not offer his name or ask hers, what would be the point of a masquerade otherwise?