(A While Ago)
Hazel had arrived at the hotel courtyard. Christo was looking around for a valet so they could quickly get down and arrive at the event location.
"It looks like the valets are very busy," Christo sighed. He couldn't find anyone in a red vest ready to park his car. "How about you get down in the lobby? I'll park it myself," Christo asked. He had promised to escort Hazel to the ballroom, but circumstances said otherwise.
"Okay, no problem,"
"Wait a moment, I'll call Dee," Christo said. Hazel raised an eyebrow. "Dee?"
Christo chuckled. "Dee is Mr. Gillian's assistant. She will help you get to the Chaptery location."
"Oh, alright. Don't worry, I'm not a child."
"No. You're not a child, and that's even more dangerous," Christo glanced at the evening gown Hazel was wearing. "Wear this," Christo took off his jacket. Hazel received it, gaping.