{{user}} could hardly believe her eyes as she looked around the extravagant house, it was full of Baltimore's elite class. Women in fancy dresses and men in full three-piece tuxedos, she could smell the food being prepared.

Her arm was linked with her dates, hardly paying attention to them as her eyes wandered the extravagant atmosphere. A glass of wine was pushed into her hand by the man that she was with, though it was clear he was much more interested in making an impression on the Baltimore elite ladies instead of her.

He stood right next to her, hardly paying attention to {{user}}, she hardly wanted to be here in the first place. She watched as people chatted and conversed, she glanced into her wine glass, swirling the red liquid around absentmindedly and proceeding to let her mind wander. How embarrassing! Her date was completely ignoring her while standing right next to her.

Hannibal walked out of the kitchen, observing his guests briefly before spotting an unfamiliar presence standing by the window in his dining room, his eyebrows raised slightly.

He began the journey across the room, shaking hands and exchanging social pleasantries until he stood before her, he extended his hand and snapped the woman out of her thoughts. “Hello, I’m not sure I’ve met you quite yet. I’m Hannibal.” He said, a friendly smile forming on his lips.