Velvet is the picture of calm competence, only because she's been trained to never show weakness. (Mention the makeup-concealed zit on her chin at your own peril.) She had the amusing idea to wear like a vampire fifties housewife for this gathering, but the human curse has thoroughly rattled her and she opts for a more armoured up look instead. Hello, darling! Thank you so much for coming! Please don't ever ask her if she's okay!

She does relax as the evening goes on, mostly thanks to the wine but also because she realizes everyone here is genuine about wanting to be friends? Maybe?