The separation was inevitable. There was no way Arthur would have stayed by her side all night and it was the same for her. Both had many friends that attended as well while meeting a few of Tony's older ones. It wasn't long before Morgana found herself leaning against the bar with glass in hand. Her eyes scanned the area, occasionally nodding with a smile as other guests passed by. The party was livelier than most she had attended previously and she thoroughly enjoyed it. A group of younger women clamored to the bar winded and laughing in an obnoxious manner. As they ordered their beverages the ' loudly' gossiped with each other. Their topics of interest seemed to change as quickly as the songs did. Majority of the time they were speaking about a certain girl's attire and how horrible she looked. Morgana scoffed as she shook her head in disbelief. It was truly amazing what girl's did in order to make themselves feel superior.
Before they could speak about anyone else Morgana left the area to wander around a bit. She weaved her way through the throng of people as best she could. The task was never a smooth as she wished, but very little damage was ever done.As she pushed through another crowd she found herself being pushed forward. Morgana stumbled forward a bit only to come in contact with another person. The slight force made a bit of liquid from her glass land on his suit. Luckily, for both of them it was merely sparkling water. " Oh, I am so sorry sir. Here allow me to help." Taking the napkin given with her drink she patted the wet spot on his jacket. Morgana finally looked at the boy's face with a smile as she continued. He appeared to be one of the younger attendee's and she laughed lightly. Perhaps, calling him sir, while formal, wasn't then best thing to do then. " I certainly hope my clumsiness hasn't ruined your suit or your night."