Faye had danced round the hall a few times now, each with a different member of the Navy. One or two had seemed reasonably nice, though boring, while the other was just such an arrogant idiot. So Faye was done dancing for now. With a glass of champagne in hand, she wandered along the edge of dancefloor, greeting others with playful smiles. At this rate, she had spoken to the majority of the men at the ball. Though there was one trying to blend into the wall, it seemed, so Faye made a beeline for him and stood right next to him, "Enjoying your evening?"