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Lockhartian 
Because he was starving, of course! That's why he made a trip to the Food table as soon as he entered. And thirsty, the puffy tie made him thirsty, perhaps it was his mind playing tricks on him. Perhaps.
Either way, the mini-Kingsley took up a butterbeer and eyed the stuff that lay in there for them to eat. Everything looked splendid, but all he wanted right now was one of those muffins Emmy made for Fletcher.
Bah. He took a piece of chocolate until he finally decided what else to grab, it's not like he'll be seating right away, yes? He'd just entered, he had all his right to stand here looking like a gentleman from some novel...except, he was actually playing Kingsley.
There was sooo many things Arya loved about her costume. One, it had a cape. An I'm-about-to-defend-Gondor cape that flowed behind her and she skipped over to the food table. Two, no shoes. Nuff said. Three, well..... three didn't matter cause the first two were just too awesome.
Her eyes didn't settle on any particular costume, she had one goal in mind, check out the food table. She wasn't starving, she just wanted to see if the food was as awesome as it had been the last ball.
And it was!!
The girl didn't cease her skipping as she neared the table, instead taking a small hop that cause her to lean against the table with one hand, the other dangling over the food, wiggling fingers anxious to pick up
something.
Hmm.
It was the ruffles that caught her eye. And how low they were. Kingsley wasn't that short. Tall really. So when she glance up, a confused frown laced her features. Only, it wasn't Kingsley......
"...Treyen?" With each passing second she spent staring at him, her frown transformed into a goofy grin. She had to stifle a giggle as her legs swung absently. Was he suppose to be who she thought he was. Hm.
"I like the ruffles."