Sian was feeling herself tonight in her eye popping yellow gown and bedazzled mask. A mask that looked good enough to eat, because it was. Only the highest quality of edible sugar could touch her skin, just as only the high quality of animal furs and skins were allowed. Like the simply divine chinchilla skin clutch she had her eager fingers curled around. It only held her lipstick, a delightfully sweet from all the way across the Atrium smelling vanilla in a deep shade of crimson, but it was so soft to the touch that she couldn't quite help herself as she caressed her cheek with it now and then.

"BAIN! BAAAAAAAAAAIN, BABY!" she called when she spotted her colleague from across the way. He truly gave her the heebie jeebies but it was also great fun in making him roll his eyes and knowing he couldn't do anything about it. "BAIN! Let me know if you want a lollipop!" she continued as she pointed to the coils of silk black hair a top of head. "I'm packin'!"

A fleeting finger wave later and Sian was sauntering over to the next victim person to fall on her radar. Other than Minister Hollingberry, that is. She would make her formal greeting of the evening to the man later. First, this man {siriusblackliveson} needed his elbow rubbed by yours truly. "That green is a very smashing color on you," she cooed while offering him her hand. To shake, to kiss the back of, the choice was his. "It really brings out the alacrity of the eyes." Her own were caught between glimpses of her fluttering flirtatious eyelashes. A trademark of her schoolgirl days at Hogwarts where she wore yellow robes as well. "Sian Llewellyn. Department Head of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes. Enchanté."