...

She wasn't going to give Evelyn any clue on to who she was, was she...?

Well, fair enough. "Right." she nodded slightly, glancing to the crowd. It didn't look any more inviting than when she came in. Taking a deep breath, she looked back to Miss Unknown. This conversation wasn't much better than the thought of mingling in the crowd either.

"Anyways...sorry for the bother. Do you know how long this, thing, is supposed to last though?"

A picture?

Evelyn couldn't remember when a picture of her went public, or even when she had her picture taken, but...alright. Perhaps it was someone else. Perhaps it should have been someone else. Shaking hands wasn't quite her thing but, Evelyn did so anyways. Quickly.

"Evelyn Flores. Nice...to meet you." Potter. Huh.

Demetrius was feeling even worse than before. Even sitting down did not help. He was still drooling and was still thinking about puking all over the floor. The puke was rising from his stomach to his throat. He quickly go up and tried to run to the nearest bathroom. Before he got there he puked on the floor and some landed on somebody shoes. Demetrius looked up and immediately saw it was Evelyn's shoes he had puked on. He would have laughed at the absurdity of this. But he was walking into walls and puking. so he did not laugh.

"Sorry Evelyn. I'm not feeling so well nowadays." . He was feeling a little better now. But his eyes were still bloodshot and a little glazed.