"You're here."

A deep voice greeted you as you had just picked up a glass of wine from the table. The man with half his face covered by a mask smiled at you.

Gracefully, he extended his hand, waiting for you to take it.

"Would you like to dance with me again, my lady?"

He said again with a slight smile. His eyes shone as he looked at you from behind the mask. He only looked at someone like that when it was you.

You met him at two parties some time ago and danced with him twice as well.