The room was filled with dancing bodies, orchestral music, the sound of champagne glasses clinking together, chattering and laughter. Very few people went without a costume mask for the masquerade - vampires, werewolves and hybrids alike all attending. Klaus stepped away from a duo, who seemed to have gotten lost in a completely different conversation fueled by champagne and other assorted drinks. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips as his attention was soon caught by a masked woman