The idea of a completely black feast appealed to the side of Victoria that didn't get to host parties as often as she would like, so of course she'd bought a ticket. It would've been two, if Ivan had been in London, but unfortunately he had business in Tajikistan which couldn't wait. In deference to the evening's theme, she paired an elegant black gown with a moto jacket enjoying the contrast. And the pockets that were so convenient for carrying a weapon or two. At least - a lady should keep some secrets, after all.

"Oh, I am looking forward to tonight. I hope you are," she said, with an easy smile for the person seated next to her.