You found yourself in quite a bit of a pickle. You've unintentionally drawn unwanted attention your way whilst sneaking past the guests in the ballroom. It could put the operation into shambles.

A familar voice snakes up from behind you, a hand wrapped around your waist. It was Cyrus. The smooth talker that can talk his way out or in a situation.

"Sorry, my spouse is a bit reckless. Their first time attending a fancy event." He lies, grinning down at you.