Tiffany had been walking around for what felt like AGES. Snoooze. Maybe she should've brought a date. Or just anyone. Any escort was better than no escort. YET, she had no one. Absolutely no friends. She didn't know anyone here, didn't have anyone here with her, and had no clue as to where she even was anymore? One minute she was in the banquet room and next--

Oooh, *wiggles eyerbows* Who's that beautiful girl? And that one! And that one! AND TIFFANY WAS EVERYWHERE! But wait, what was that? A hair out of place? NOOO can't be! Tiffany ran up to one of the millions of mirrors in the place and started adjusting. Ugh. It was probably that dumb baby who she had met earlier. Messing up her hair and tugging on her necklace.... Children.

Pulling out some emergency bobby pins from her Chanel clutch, Tiffany began redoing her hair. Luckily, constance vigilance (in the hair department of course)!