Her face turned from Salander for a moment as soon as someone else was joining at the table. It was one of the Beauxbatons Champions, she was the one who stayed in the same House as Vlad. Danika nodded her way, and gave her a smile. That was a proper enough greeting, especially since she had just noticed two people she knew very well on the dance floor.

Nikolai with Sandra. Well, someone was in for a fun evening.

And just as quick as she had turned away, she was facing Salander again. And how wonderful, she was understanding non-magical things easier than usual. Actually, she was understanding them, period. Danika was right. Yes, most likely. You know who would love to hear the Iron Man story? Zitnik. Ha! Her eyes couldn't help but scan the Staff table, and correct, he was there, next to the great Lafay.

Perhaps it was a good thing she was looking towards the Staff table instead of Salander while that grin was on his face. Perhaps. All she knew was that he was giving her reason once more. That's when her eyes went back to him. And then she was laughing, right, shocking, "Vaiter?" she preferred Auror, Bodyguard or Knight, though it would be amusing to see what Sandra's face could be when she told her she had her own waiter at the Ball. Priceless. "No, no need to do so, you are not veing a vaiter tonight" at least not for her, anyway, if he wanted to bring Fletcher something, then that was totally up to him. He'd better not bring something to the Beauxbatons girl, though.

At the mention of a 'bodyguard', Danika found herself with a question, "How do you do on cold veather, Salander?" because most of the times she had seen him he was freezing.