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Noah was not her date.

No, no--- no. Because see, she hadn't had a date to these things since the days of West and Odette was perfectly fine looking like she didn't need to arrive at an event without holding onto someone else's arm. Nope, those days were over. She had gone to enough public events with West-- now she knew why-- for the spark of attending with someone to officially die by means of being beaten to death. So a date (having, being, etc) was a no. But that didn't mean--- him showing up on his own and being there she had no problem with whatsoever. It was Valentine's Day after all, and whether she believed in the stupid day or not, she most certainly was not going to be caught dead being completely alone tonight.

Not that she was using him for that--- well, not at this point, anyway. In the beginning, perhaps, but Odette had been pleasantly surprised to find out that Martin Boot's brother was not that bad at all. He was cute, and she found that he liked him for that adorable, comfortable to be around a sort of way. Noah was not like all the other men she had hooked up with before, or was around for most of the time, so.

"Hello," she smiled, eventually walking over to sit in the chair next to his. She had been here for a while, and contently spotted him sitting at the bar a bit after she had arrived. Of course she waited a good amount of time before approaching him, but he didn't need to know that.