Peter did not notice the exchange between Miranda and the host.  He was more interested in the ladies on his arms, and he smiled as he entered the ballroom.  "That is certainly impressive," he said, looking around.  The room was fairly massive, and ornately decorated.  "I may have to trouble you ladies for a dance later.  Right now, though, this pirate needs a drink."  He looked at Sharon, then Carly.  "Join me?"  He nodded in the direction of the bar, and the balcony beyond.