She had been trained well in etiquette, Severus observed. She adjusted her gown as she stood, the material clinging perfectly to her every curve as nearly black waves fell down her back. Scanning those before her, she began to speak, her accent clearly British with a hint of French, "Good evening, our lord is correct when he mentioned that a few of you have crossed paths with me previously." She smirked, "Try not to hurt your brains too much, you would not have recognized me even if you’d known my real name."