One of the female cloakroom attendants

From beneath the dress appears a young female who Felicity vaguely recognises. About the same age, Felicity at first wonders if it’s someone from her school, but then dismisses that idea. It’s when the girl is fully clear of the flowing layers of dress she has been under that Felicity makes the connection, her uniform marking her out as one of the attendants on the event’s cloakroom, in fact Felicity realises, the girl who took her and her parent’s coats when they arrived.

“Oh” the girl gasps as she looks up to spot two new additions to the room, clearly the last thing she had expected to see when she was making her way from between Mrs Hendry’s thighs. “Shit, please, you can’t tell anyone, I can’t afford to loss this job” the girl quickly pleads as she looks from Felicity to the older man behind her.

“Relax, relax” he tells her in a voice that Felicity assumes is his way of trying to reassure people, and it works, because a smile appears across her face as she looks up from her kneeling position to him. “Besides, I am sure this woman corrupted you and made you do it didn’t she” he suggests with that same relaxed friendly approach.

“No, no, it wasn’t like that” she begins to plea, but her words are cut off as the older woman leans forward just enough to put her finger on her lips.

“He is teasing you Nicole, just ignore him. You’re a terrible man Anthony” she chides him in a rather friendly manner, adding a whole new surprise to the list that Felicity has had so far this evening, that this woman knows him well.

“And besides” she continues, “I think we should be asking him what he is doing here, with that young lady, I am sure her very lovely parent’s, who are downstairs right now, would be very shocked to know he had brought her upstairs. Whatever did you have in mind yourself Anthony?”