His retort made her cant her head a bit. She was intrigued, and wasn't hating the attention, but she still didn't know who she was speaking to. She was now beginning to wonder if he knew who she was. Was this man just messing with her? She wasn't used to people being genuine, so she was a little bit wary. "Are you an expert on the subject, or do you just like making your opinion known?"
It had been quite some time since anyone had ever commented on her appearance unless they felt obligated. In her circle of so called 'friends', the women were all catty and gave fake smiles and told each other how lovely they looked - of course once they walked away they would talk about flaws that didn't exist, just to have something to talk about. The men were always huddled together in another area of the room, talking business. It was how social events had been her entire life, so she had been prepared for it when her marriage had been arranged.
She always thought she would at least have Cecilia and Evan around to share in her misery. Now one of them was dead, and the other one might as well be. She never thought her best friend would be so...hypocritical. She made Kalista feel like a monster for not accepting the fact that her best friend had run off with a mudblood. Why was it okay for the both of them to think they were the scum of the earth, but when it was just Kalista, she was a terrible person? It was all just so infuriating.
"The opera?" She questioned, never having heard of this phantom. "That's incredibly vague." Another sip of her drink was taken, though she smirked again when he explained what this phantom was known for. "Is that what you're doing now? Causing trouble?"
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