Hazaira smiles, humming softly. Getting to the capital had been a bother, but it was going to be worth it. She'd heard things about these parties, from enough sources to have fair confidence in the main points. She knows it's going to be worth it. She doesn't have much in the way of marketable skills; not anything special, at least. Outside the capital, being pretty didn't count. Not in any way she cared to pursue. It's risky, sure, but hey, the more people who show up, the less risk per. 

She's going to have such a marvelous time.