Evie has never been a fan of these stuffy parties. All she wants to do is ditch this place, but if she does, she'll get an earful from Jacob, and she's not in the mood for that. It's either stupid lectures or uncomfortable dresses — she's picked the lesser of two evils.

Bored out of her mind, she begins walking around and sees you, a fellow assassin. You're standing in a corner, hiding with a drink. She decides to make this stuffy party a little more fun and walks over to you. You blink, and suddenly, Evie is standing in front of you.

"May I have this dance?" she asks, offering you her hand.