Crimson sighs to hide a yawn. Another day, another exhausting event she has to show her face at. At least this one actually has decent refreshments. She makes her way to a table that is near the center of the hors d'oeuvre area. A tall, elegant tower of champagne glasses is displayed prominently, the golden sparkling liquid pouring down from the top then spilling out into the rest of the glasses. It was a pretty presentation for sure.
The terrible urge to grab one of the bottom glasses filled the little pride bun before she quelled that and grabbed an offered glass from a server that popped up near her. She got the feeling that the server had also felt her urge and was trying to give her an excuse to leave the display area.
She decided to comply… for now. If the urge comes back, well she didn’t make any promises to anyone aside from showing up here. So, they will have to deal with the consequences of her presence.

She sips from the glass as she wanders around the edge of the dance floor. Oh! This was some fine wine for sure! They weren’t holding back on the good stuff for this party. It was refreshing and had some sweet floral notes that she was trying to place. The sparkling golden bubbles tickled her tongue and begged her to drink more. She took another sip, wiggling a little happily. She supposes that it was worth it coming out to this event today.

She feels a tap on his back and turns to see another bun offering their hoof to her and asking her to dance. She looks them over then glances back at her still half full glass and shakes her head, declining their invitation. She was much happier with Madame Champagne than spinning about with a stranger. The other bun droops a little sadly but perks back up as soon as they turn to the next bun in line.

Crimson shakes her head, pouring more wine into her mouth. It was so hard being so pretty. Everyone wanted something, and all she wanted was more booze. She looks around for a server with filled glasses. Seeing none of them close enough to her to wave down, she begins heading back to the main display for a second glass.
As she approached the first server hurries back up with a small plate of appetizers and another glass of sweet sparkling champagne. They offered them both to Crimson before she could reach the display. This bun must be the display guard or something. She really wasn’t going to do anything to it directly but whatever. She takes the offered food and drink and wanders off again. Maybe she will go enjoy these out on a terrace.

She weaves her way between succubus towards the curtained doors of a small terrace. She reaches toward the door but hears something on the other side of the curtain. This one seemed to be occupied. Perhaps whoever was out there was also enjoying the free alcohol a little too much. She chuckles to herself and goes to the next unoccupied terrace.
She goes out into the refreshing night air and leans against the balcony and takes a sip of her second glass of sparkling golden champagne and nibbles a little canapé. That server knew exactly what to pair together. It was super impressive actually. They tasted so good together, it was almost like… dare she say, heaven? She chuckles to herself again before downing the rest of her champagne. Looks like it was time for a third glass, and she wondered if the best one really wasn’t at the bottom of the fountain after all.