#fenixtj

And the Aesin actually looks not just startled, but then grateful to Salma and mouths "Thank you" And with that, And Ellie's encouragement , does Dance!

Piper is off to one side of the main brouhaha, watching, looking slightly bemused, but entertained.

"Hey, pretty lady...." Adam grins. "You want to dance? I need the practice."

And she sees a certain kinian, one Phoebe, being talked to by Itosius.

He is touching her hands, and looking deep in her eyes

Ellie has learned a handful of latin steps - between Nancy, Salma, Tonto and the boggans... she mixes those with twirling and waving arms!

Tonto shows them the Diapositiva eléctrica "The ancient aztecs first developed these when dodging conquestidor bullets"

Others might call it the electric slide.. but either way even kids can learn it easy

Piper's eyes narrow, watching, then she turns back to Adam. "Let's dance over this way..." Taking his hand, and moving him into a slow spin that will take them closer on the floor towards Phoebe and the sidhe. Hoping to catch a hint of what he's saying.

"of course, I understand... you feel lost, unsure... I can help you. I know people"

Adam dances with purpose, focused on being as good a partner as he can be.

And she gives Adam's hand a squeeze, before drifting free, and moving over to Phoebe and Itosius. A smile, and she bows - letting her flame-and-feather skirts spread fetchingly. "I see you've met my old friend." To Phoebe.

Slide-slide-slide, wiggle, walk...

"oh I... " Phoebe says "Lord Itosius was just.. just being kind" There is caution in her eyes

"Indeed, Phoebe has a remarkable voice ... too good to not hear in some grand hall" the sidhe says

Adam is right beside Piper. Yeah, he does not like this guy.

"Remarkable, indeed. And let me guess... you have connections? A baron here, a count there, friends of yours all. And if she'll just come along, why, you can help her make it big! Who are you going to champion her to? Lady Merella? Sir Peregis?"

She clips around to the other side of Phoebe, tilting her head to one side, as though examining the sidhe. "What was it you told me? A voice smooth as caramel should sweeten nobler halls than these." Parroting his words back at him.

"He's kind, alright. Kind to anyone who can help him further his own ambitions."

"Oh... my," He says "Oh, " he turns to PHoebe "You must forgive Piper, Phoebe. Jealousy doesn't bring out her best. She's a kind ly person normally"

"Jea..jealousy?" A surprised look from Phoebe

"Why would I be jealous?" She shakes her head. "I came here with my own escort, an honored protector of a famed Barony, one the very countess here called home. Why would I be jealous?"

"Clearly, the lad's not..doing it for you" The Fiona tisks

"Wait..." Phoebe's mind clicks "You.. you did say my voice was as smooth as caramel... nobler halls" She backs from him "Those were your EXACT words"

"Almost like she's heard them before." Adam stares daggers at skin-disease-boy.

"Let me take you away, we'll see the beach in the sunrise, not that can contend with the sparkle of your eyes." She says, eyes locked on Itosius. "Or was it going to be, "I can only imagine if your lips are as sweet as your singing voice. Nightingale? Lark?" An aside, to Phoebe. "I don't think he even writes his own prose."

"Ajax, you're becoming tiresome" The Fiona says to Adam, then looks to Phoebe "Yes, your voice is just as good if not better than Piper's, so yes, comparison does lead to similar metaphors. Do you not admire Piper's voice?"

"I..." She bites her lip again

"Listen, I don't mean to intrude on your affairs." She says to the Kinain, softly. "And I don't even blame him for reusing tired prose, if it works! But this fellow didn't just use soft lines, but lies. He uses folk up and tosses them away when they no longer meet his needs - or a better prospect comes along."

"Really Piper, it's a good thing you wreen't trying for Troubadour. Because you never coudl stand to be second best, clearly" The Fiona says

Adam's fists curl.

"Second best for not settling for a no-account, two-timing, minor lordling from a no-name family without a postage stamp of land to call their own? Ha! At least if you'd managed to land Lady Cyrilla you'd have her lands and title to lean on. Was that worth abandoning me halfway across Burning Sun after promising that I'd be sure to make my 'big break' if I just stayed by your side? In your bed? You make skeezy record producers look like saints."

"What a loser." sneered contemptuously.

"Pleas,e I'm not worth this, not worth the..." Phoebe swallows "Please just don't fight. You'll make him angry."

Itosius looks at Adam "Your head is a donut... the spa is a coffee... you annoy me. offie offie. Go dunk your head in the spa water until you can't hold your breath any longer then keep dunking it"

and glamour flowers enveloping Adam

"You're worth whatever he promised you, and more. But he doesn't deliver. I... don't want to see you get hurt like I did." Piper says to Phoebe. "If he wants to get mad, he can get mad at me."

Ellie looks over as the glamour sparks.

Alas, Ellie's not sure where in the crowd that came from or who did what

Adam turns and marches away.

"So much better..." Itosius says as Adam marches off, "Now .. Phoebe. I..."

"Adam? Adam, stop." She grabs his arm, pulling to try to hold the teen back.

one thing Ellie CAN see is that Phoebe looks TERRIFIED and is shaking!

Adam is stronger than Piper and might slowly be dragging her along

Countess Eleanor Hyacinth du Violette ap Beaumayn marches right on over!

Arms thrown around his waist, and she digs her hooves into the stone floors. And may still get dragged...

"Now now, pet," The Fiona offers his hands to her "You've been lied to and shaken."

She looks, and looks, piecing things together.

Phoebe swallows "Please lord, don't.. don't .."

And she STOMPS a pretty purple mary-jane. "NO BEING MEAN AT THE PARTY."

That... oh, that was a command!