Dimitri was busy making his rounds, with Natasha and John working over the guest with a third party type attack it made his hosting duties so much easier. He moved through the Gala greeting all he could when he noticed the girl. She was quite pretty and looked like she was excited to be here.
He moved to grab a new drink looking up at her when she spoke “Not a bad turnout, usually, people enjoy helping those less fortunate than themselves. So this charity really allows people to show off their kindness. How are you enjoying the party so far?”
“Hey....yer....” Rogue pointed to to the posterboard placed at the entrance that bore the photo of the man that had approached her. “Mr. Vizsla. Ah’m Rogue.” She reached out a gloved hand towards him, to shake. “Thank ya so much for doin all a this. Ah’m an orphan myself, actually. Thankfully ah’ve found where ah belong, finally, but ah know just what it’s like to feel lost, and outta place. It’s a real kind thing you do, puttin’ this thing on an’ all.” She smiled wide.
“It’s lovely. I can see you’ve got real fine taste.”
