Bobbi was staying by the wall after slipping away from Brooke, she felt under dressed in the green dress she wore, unused to dressing up as much as she had.

It was a grown up event, but she didn't mind, in her bag she had stuffed a sketchbook and was currently staying out of the way sketching the quartet. She shifted a little uneasily, her wings were hidden with the device she had been given, but she still felt worried about how others would react if they did get exposed. Getting up she tucked the book into her bag, and went to get a soda knowing most of the servers only had alcoholic drinks.