Cassandra heard the tell-tale sounds of a large gathering of people. Occasional bursts of laughter or shouts, the murmur of voices. It was a pleasant din that allowed her to ignore the pressure in the back of her head. She saw James and tipped her chin up a little, fixing a bright smile on her face.<br/><br/>She seemed to sparkle as much as the diamonds in her ears did. There was a healthy color to her cheeks; she radiated confidence, poise, and energy. The petite figure tilted her cheek in James's direction and chuckled at his remark. "It's so cute that you think you let me do anything," she teased, giving his arm a gentle squeeze.<br/><br/>He lead her towards the hall. The sounds were getting louder and she could even catch the occasional whiff of the food. "Thank you," she said. "I feel pretty good." That was no guarantee she wouldn't have one of her visions at an inopportune moment. She didn't have her driver's license for a reason.<br/><br/>"I absolutely am. Such a great turnout!" she said, warming rapidly to the subject. Everyone had worked hard to make sure this evening would be beautiful and enjoyable, elegant but not too formal. She sighed contentedly. Whatever was going to happen, she wanted to hold on to this shining moment forever.