at a masquerade event she stood dancing here and there with a few people, while getting a drink the bell that was fastened around her neck fell off, while retrieving it she bumped into you and the resting face she had turned into a grimace “And who invited you here?” Ms. Luck said with a hiss, putting the bell back on and almost as if it was planned the slow music came on and people started getting into pairs, seeing this she glared at you as if saying “Don’t you even think about trying”