There were a lot of people, many of whom Ariadne knew only fleetingly, or not at all. It was okay, though, because it was done and now she could relax with some more of this lovely champagne. So she was a little flushed when she broke away from the crowd and spotted a familiar figure leaning against a wall.

"Fancy seeing you here," she said, unable to stop herself from cracking a grin at Eames. "And no paisley in sight."