Christa smiled at Dark Clown and chuckled.<br/><br/>"Indeed! I very much approve of all those activities."<br/><br/>She was about ready to move on when two women entered the room. As the tiny girl spoke, the redheaded Angel smiled.<br/><br/>"Yes. I believe it has been a while. So nice to see you."<br/><br/>After giving a polite nod, she turned to Trip.<br/><br/>"And I believe it has been since last Thanksgiving that I have not seen you."<br/><br/>Another man entered, and even besides the mask, he didn't look familiar. Walking over to him, she patiently waited for him to finish speaking to the hostess before Christa offered her hand in the old-fashioned way.<br/><br/>"Hello. I am Christa McGinn, and it seems that either we have not yet met one another, or I do not recognize your true identity."<br/><br/>Her voice held a slight Irish lilt, and her blue eyes studied him behind the mask as her gold tipped fingers waited gracefully in mid-air.