Clara smile at him as she drifts to him when she spots the familiar face, still keeping a careful eye on her granddaughter who, to her relief, was more engaged in conversation than alcohol with her friends gathered around her. Thank goodness she seems to take more after her than Francisco's love of drinks.

"Considering some of the children's abilities here, I don't think bruised egos and powers will mix well if someone doesn't like another's rendition of Dancing Queen," she chuckled. Especially when some have had a glass or two. "So -- Are you having fun?"