On the other hand, Fiyero loved parties. It was one of the perks about being an escort again, getting invited to the ridiculously exclusive parties he had missed out on while being the his father's company's head of PR and an all around party boy. And the fact that he had managed to wear Elphaba down about coming to this one with him just made it all the better.

While he hadn't undergone anything too drastic for the occasion, he was wearing a custom tailored faux-white tiger three piece suit and had gotten his irises altered slightly to make them icy blue for the time being (which he had been told would probably wear off in a couple months, give or take a few weeks). Holding onto a pair of glowing, bright purple drinks, he made his way over to Elphaba and handed her one. "As soon as we're done here, how about we go upstairs so you can molt?"