[Poggio]

She was very radiant, each time he hovered around her entourage she was either greeting some one or dazzling some one with her smile. There was something distinctly classic about the woman that made her seem like a modern Jackie o. Copper colored tresses bounced and shook as the woman kept dodging questions about the future and fate of Maia. She kept the tone jovial and on the important issue of why they were gathered. Unlike the people around her, she only gingerly sipped from one class of white wine. Galvin put down his tray of wine in the privacy of the kitchen. He had yet to see any of the brothers though he learned the eldest would not show his face. He leaned against the counter resting as his thumbs moved to text his brother on the small bits of information he could gather. Galvin completely abandoned his tray of wine for some hors d'oeuvres.