Her foremost thought was procuring herself a drink - something strong, although she would have settled for more of the champagne from the party. She was accustomed to ordering the wine for dinner and little more, but that was to suit the menu that Hannibal had chosen and prepared for his tastes as well as for her own taste.

"You impressed them all tonight," she admitted, crossing the room to serve herself some wine from the small crystal decanter. "Though I wonder if that display could potentially draw the wrong kind of attention."