Gabriel was pleased to see Paige come strolling in, clearly a little disoriented, and irritated as well.  He understood all too well.  Even in his tenure as an intern in the House, he had yet to master its twists and turns.  He had a general area that he felt comfortable navigating, and tried to avoid wandering too far if he could avoid it.  Especially at this time of night.<br/><br/>He had to admit, Paige had done an excellent job with Diana's costume.  She very nearly looked like a different person.  He found himself staring a little overlong at the awkward young redhead, eyeing her thoughtfully before he caught himself and rolled his eyes.  He had bigger plans, for sure.  Rebekah would be arriving very soon, and if Kurt hadn't flaked, she'd be wearing one<em>hell</em>of a costume.  Gabe smiled.  Mister hard ass football star thought he was just making an easy fifty bucks and flaunting his hot girlfriend... He'd find out the truth soon enough.  Gabriel would have laughed out loud at the thought, if he hadn't been so anxious.<em>One more.  One more and we're ready.</em>As soon as this Zen girl showed up, it would be time to get started.  It was the last piece he needed to fall into place.  The guests would be here for sure; no one would pass up the chance to party in a huge haunted mansion on Halloween.  Morons.<br/><br/>Gabriel tapped his foot impatiently on the hardwood floor, his dark eyes darting to the main door over and over.  He hadn't changed out of his work clothes, having been there all day, only stripping off the corny button up deal they forced on the interns.  He wore a white undershirt and khaki slacks, crisp and ironed the way they stressed at him so often.  Pushing off of his spot by the organ, he ran a hand absently through his dirty blond hair and huffed.  Just as he was about to complain to Paige about her friend, there was a creak as the doors opened one more time, admitting the last of them, Zen, in an absolutely stunning mermaid costume.  Even Gabe was taken aback, speechless.<br/><br/>Only Diana's admonition about running out of time distracted him, and he turned back to her, nodding seriously.  "Yeah.  Lets get this moving.  The sooner we get the spell off, the sooner we can all get to what we really want," he said with a knowing smile, walking across the wide floor of the ballroom to the south wall.  He threw the sheet over his head and pulled it down until he found the eyeholes he had made.