“you’ve been away.” dianna pointed accusatorially at the liechtensteiner with the little umbrella from her cocktail, only mildly annoyed at how she hadn’t come visiting as soon as she landed. “but i suppose you have your little friends to visit, and then there’s that wedding.” she groaned as if the entire thing was more taxing than the interesting interlude she had pinned it to be, it was only slightly better than being cooped up in a hotel form weeks at a time. “this entire hotel is filled with my little sisters now, all four of you — and if my half-sister comes along... god, then i’ll draw the line.” with a flourish of her hand, dianna soat back and crossed her legs. “so are you going tell me where you’ve been? i think some of my new york spies saw someone who looked like you at the paradise club a few months ago.” ( @mimivon )
