Aaron hadn't wanted to overstay his welcome so he'd had a quick dinner with Alex (where they'd barely said a word to each other) and was now at the mixer, eating more of the free food and wandering around casually.

Scott was pretty much ready to meet anyone who had never met some version of him. He knew he was pretty much hoping for a miracle at this point since everyone in the town seemed to be either a relative or someone his relatives were warning him to stay away from, but it would be against his nature to abandon all hope.

Since the opposite of abandoning all hope was drinking punch, he had a cup of that.

Scott looked at his newly empty cup, then the punch on the floor, and then over to Bobby. "I kind of figured you were going to be the Bobby Emma mentioned."

"Wait, did you call me Scooter?"

Kitty was really hoping to meet some new people here. If they were related to anyone she knew, in this universe or any other, that was especially cool. So she had a drink, but was mainly trying to keep the dancing to head bobbing, since the priority was on talking.

Of course Alfred would be here instead of the bar in town. Because he was a stick in the mud classy and far too mature to be drinking away the trauma of talking unicorns.

He raised Bruce Wayne, damn it. Nerves of steel, this man.

Leave it to Valanice to think that the mixer was by far the most charming of events and exactly where her children would like to spend the evening, dancing gaily and mingling with the crowds just like a grand ball back home in Daventry! She would like to state, for the record, that there was no uncouth dragging of the children here. Not at all! They were merely reluctant do to them being teenagers and it was just how they were.

Right?

Either way, she couldn't help commenting, "Oh, this is lovely! A bit...rowdier than one might find at home, true, but just lovely. Have fun, you too, but not too much! Remember, one must conduct themselves to exemplify their titles."

Even though such moments were few and far between, Rosella was trying to sneak as much time away from her mother's watchful eye as possible. After all, there had to be something interesting here, right?

Besides Alexander, of course.

After her run-in with Bill -- and no luck at the hotel -- Sookie figured that at this point, unless Eric and Pam were actually at the mixer, she was just going to give up looking for them.

She'd promised she'd meet Bobby there, anyway, so as shaken as she was by the encounter with Bill, she put that aside as she arrived, scanning the new faces and shoving her shields more firmly into place.