Talia glanced back at Kiri when she spoke and nodded, taking another step back from Patrick, her hands clasping her flute glass as the stem and holding it in against her stomach. "Of course Kiri, its always my job to do so. There is not only the show coming up in a week but also that competition for Vouge." She glanced back at the male and smiled "I think we could win it. And that would make all three of our names."<br/><br/>She raised the glass to her lips and took another small sip nodding. "Yes, he would do perfectly for my line I'm sure." Samples already made, she thought, considering what she had at home in her studio currently. There were at least three full looks completed with waist coat, shirt, and all the other little details. It helped that this man could pull off an older fashion of look. That was what her clothes returned to, from the romantic curving figures her dressed made to the roguish, dashing appeal of the male's counterpart to them. She made art and stories with her clothing.<br/><br/>A gaggle of girls came their way, their high pitched voices, too tight clothing and obviously fake appearances grated on her nerves. When they laughed in unionism she winced and took another step backward. Their eyes were fixed on Patrick, moths to a flame. Then her gaze was pulled away from them, to a man who stepped out onto the balcony and she silently cursed her luck. "We can do a mock session as soon as it works for either of you. However since my obligations here are now met I am departing, I have people I would rather not tangle with. Kiri you know where I live, just give me a call before you come over." She dropped another curtsy "A pleasure Mr. Macgregor."<br/><br/>And with that she moved past them, putting her glass down on a table and headed toward the door, glad for her shorter height now, for that meant she would escape the eyes of the man that was clearly searching for her. Gerald had not taken to her breaking things off well, but he had given her no other choice. She would not quarrel with him again, she wove her way through the crowds out toward the entrance, leaving Kiri and the handsome man behind her. However she was left standing, with her wrap now around her shoulders to wait for her car and driver to be called.