Kiri fair purred again at the Scottish accent, but jerked her mind back to business. "It's called liquor, Patrick." She answered wryly as she continued leading him through the crowd, no easy feat considering that there were attempts of stopping them every few steps or so. "Save the charm for Talia, dear." She said while smiling sweetly and shaking her head in rejection at a question that she didn't even really register.<br/><br/>She continued dragging him through the crowd and out the balcony doors where she had saw Talia disappeared through earlier before she finally caught the dark-haired woman. Stalking over to her, Kiri caught her hands and gave her the mandatory air kisses before the other could react, standing on her toes to do so despite her heels. "Finally caught you, Talia. You have got to stop hiding in the dark."<br/><br/>The two women stood next to each other, a stark contrast against each other: the sweet ease of one against the aggressive attitude of the other.<br/><br/>One hand on her lower back, Kiri nudged Talia forward a little bit. "Talia Humar, meet Patrick Macgregor." She gestured between the two. "Patrick, Talia. Play nice, you two." She added, mostly at Patrick, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. Her eyes caught his and narrowed slightly as though to warn him. She whispered in Talia's ear. "Nice eye candy, no?"