Lala stood in the middle of flashing lights, heat, laughs, screams, and pounding music. Almond shaped eyes blinked out into the crowd, searching for something interesting to do. She sighed, and tucked a stray strand of wavy hair behind her ear." There really is no one to bother messing with,"she muttered to herself, " Half of them are dead drunk anyway." Lala stepped away from the confusion of bodies on the dance floor, her Steve Madden boots clicking on the marble floor.

Lala sat on a velvety sofa at the edge of the room. She folded her petite hands onto her piano themed dress, and looked around once more. Suddenly, something rather...sparkly caught her eye. She stood up, skirt swishing as she walked, and headed over the source of the glitter, a girl, who looked more than upset. Taking a deep breath, Lala prepared to act. " Um..Excuse me," she said, lips forming an innocent smile, " Do you need help? Are you lost?"