Harriett was in better spirits than usual– maybe it was the champagne or the magick in the air,but whatever it was, for once the witch wouldn’t question in. Instead, she smiled at the person by her side, raising a slight brow behind her mask before complimenting their own. “You look lovely. And your mask as well– where did you find it?” She took a sip of her drink, before tilting her head at the other. “Are you enjoying yourself?”











