Mira thought that her body was going to quite simply melt when she saw just what kind of attention this birthday party was getting. Was this a birthday party, or was this the freaking Oscars? Nevertheless, she just locked her arm around Beth's for comfort and made her way towards the doors, only to be stopped by a person that Mira didn't know as anything more then a face on a few stats sheets, Sardar Sangma. She instantly decided that hiding slightly behind Beth would be the best course of action for her, so she lightly backed away and allowed the older woman to do the talking at first. Of course, Sardar wasted no time at all dragging Mira out front, and putting her WAY on the spot with his overly aggressive approach. However, Mira did start to feel a bit of a sense of normalcy in shutting the door on such people, something that she was very used to from her high school days. Once he finally freed her hand, Mira, in the sweetest and most polite face that she could put on, replied to him. And even better, since it was an approach that she was more familiar with, unlike Jareth's mech jabber from the signups, she was able to keep her composure almost perfectly as she spoke.<br/>"Of course. You must be that guy that Elisabeth warned me about on the ride over here."<br/><br/>She glance back towards Beth with a playful smile.<br/>"The overly crude playboy that wouldn't know what a meaningful relationship was if it bit him in the bum, right?"<br/><br/>............................................................................<br/><br/>Jillian nodded, relaxing backwards in the booth once Montresor also seated. "I've only been here since a little bit before last season, and I don't really get a chance to get out much between MBF, boxing, and work."