Upon reaching the first floor of City Hall, the shift in atmosphere became immediately apparent.
Unlike the more casual gathering below, this level carried a heavier sense of formality.
The original layout of the space had been adjusted for the event—long tables pushed against the walls held refreshments and discreet informational packets, while clusters of upholstered chairs formed intimate conversation circles beneath ornate chandeliers that cast warm, measured light across the polished floors.
Almost everyone here wore formal attire or crisp smart casual, it spoke of quiet wealth and established position.
Even those dressed more simply projected an air of authority or importance.
Younger faces were scarce; the majority appeared to be in their thirties or well beyond, their postures refined through years of navigating rooms exactly like this one.
