Odette was nervous to put herself out there in more of a romantic sense. She tended to hide behind a front of sarcasm and telling herself there was a chance she’d never see the person again, so to be attending an event where the object was to attempt to make yourself likable enough to merit seeing again... was nerve wracking to her, to say the least. Luckily, she had a little dutch courage and Dani had done her make up for the night. She approached her match’s table with that in mind and sat with a small smile. “I’m trying to be good tonight and not be an insufferable pain in the neck of the human existence... what’s your goal for tonight?”