"To fun and new friends," Rachel added in turn, glad that Karl didn't seem like one to hold grudges, and seemed willing to forgive the two of them for being so hasty.  She wondered why Karl felt the need for German with Baldur, and gave Bridget a nervous look, wishing that one of them knew the language.  She hoped he wasn't discussing some sort of hiden agenda for her and Bridget or something, but then inwardly chastized herself for overreacting.  Karl hadn't done anything to them as yet, and it was unfair for her to think either of the men might be up to something.  Besides, it wasn't like she was alone with them.<br/><br/>At Bridget's question, she nodded eagerly, eager for the diversion.  "I'm hoping he's not one to just watch," she said.  "What kind of fun would that be, just observing everyone else?  Besides, I wouldn't call myself good at dancing, so I'd rather have him not watch me too close!" she grinned, setting down her glass and waiting to see if he'd come with them.  The atmosphere did feel lighter with Baldur having left them, though she hoped it hadn't been because he felt awkward, or worse yet, bored.  He was too quiet and withdrawn for her, though, and she preferred Karl's more outgoing nature to Baldur's stoicism any day, or night, if she wanted to be technical.