The beautiful woman walked towards us when she was done greeting the other guests. Her eyes lingered around us and stopped when it fell on me.
"Hello Arno, you never said you were attending my party, where's Xander." She asked finally shifting her gaze from me and I let out a small sigh.
"He should be with his maker, or is probably having fun at a corner." Damon laughed at his dry jokes which no one else thought to be funny.
"Who's she?" She asked sizing me with her eyes.
"This... Is... Bash, she's a friend to Xander." Arno lied. I wasn't a friend to Xander, he wouldn't even talk or look at me. She narrowed her eyes at me.
"I don't recall having a mask party." Arno chuckled at her words.
"Well, we don't always have to follow your silly dress code should we?" She shook her head not taking her brown eyes off me.
