She came in so close and he could smell the subtle perfumes she used, unable to place the scent.  "I...I guess I have a lot to learn.  Luckily I've always been considered a good student."  His skin still tingled a little from where she touched his arm.  It had been an almost electric feeling and he wondered just where this was all leading.  A massive ballroom.  A stage.  Maybe this was some kind of throw-back cabaret.  Perhaps he was currently talking with the Sally Bowles of the establishment.  The masks added a strange, otherworldly quality to everything.  What had she said when he asked about real names?  It would be up to him.  Maybe he should start putting on a new persona.  Something mysterious and suave.  Rico.  Javier.  Estevan.  Why was he going with a Spanish theme?  Although...Estevan had a nice ring to it, he had to admit.  He took another healthy gulp of his drink to start building up some courage.  Not quite sure what to expect tonight, he figured a little shot of courage couldn't hurt.