[LOG][thread]Oh, you look so beautiful tonight; in the city of blinding lights. [Dino, Bianchi.]
WHO: Dino Cavallone and Bianchi
WHAT: A private party thrown for Cavallone contacts and associates, and Dino takes a moment to mingle with the caterer that made it a success.
WHERE: Cavallone penthouse
WHEN: Friday evening
RATING: G
Dino had a lot to thank Bianchi for - it had been considered a rushed job, with him not being able to contact a suitable caterer for the private gathering he had been holding. Then again, that in itself had been a rushed affair. After all, this was necessary public relations after the entire fiasco with the Millefiore's poaching of Fashionista's editor. The guests, esteemed individuals in the fashion industry, had arrived in full attendance, and Dino knew that it was not because they were such good friends - but merely because of the Cavallone name, what it entailed, and the opportunity for further social networking.
The party is in full swing, with many mingling and speaking with one another, a hired bartender with a full house of liquors and wines to cater to every taste; pretty hors d'oeuvres and assorted finger food accompanying flutes of champagne on silver trays carried by well-dressed waiters.
It is after making his rounds and conversing that Dino relaxes, excusing himself from the guests to head into the kitchens.
WHAT: A private party thrown for Cavallone contacts and associates, and Dino takes a moment to mingle with the caterer that made it a success.
WHERE: Cavallone penthouse
WHEN: Friday evening
RATING: G
Dino had a lot to thank Bianchi for - it had been considered a rushed job, with him not being able to contact a suitable caterer for the private gathering he had been holding. Then again, that in itself had been a rushed affair. After all, this was necessary public relations after the entire fiasco with the Millefiore's poaching of Fashionista's editor. The guests, esteemed individuals in the fashion industry, had arrived in full attendance, and Dino knew that it was not because they were such good friends - but merely because of the Cavallone name, what it entailed, and the opportunity for further social networking.
The party is in full swing, with many mingling and speaking with one another, a hired bartender with a full house of liquors and wines to cater to every taste; pretty hors d'oeuvres and assorted finger food accompanying flutes of champagne on silver trays carried by well-dressed waiters.
It is after making his rounds and conversing that Dino relaxes, excusing himself from the guests to head into the kitchens.