After a few moments, Opal smoothed out her dress, took a deep breath, and glanced around the room. She knew she couldn’t sit here forever, but maybe only a few more minutes as she looked for someone to talk with. Scanning the bar, her gaze paused on the bar on a familiar face. Her heart quickened slightly and her throat constricted a little as she recognised him instantly. She watched as he moved from the bar to the bow of the yacht.
Why was he here? They hadn’t texted, hadn’t arranged anything. It was strange seeing him outside of their usual encounters, out of uniform, and here of all places. Had there been a murder without her noticing? Curiosity piqued, she decided to go ask. Taking a hard gulp, Opal stood up and adjusted her dress once more before making her way through the crowd to the front of the boat. When she was close enough for only him to hear her, she spoke in her softest tone, “Fancy seeing you here. I didn’t expect to see you at an event like this. Has something happened?” Then scrolling her eyes down his body, she narrowed them slightly when retuning to his face. “And why aren’t you in uniform? Are you undercover?”
@ChayChay05 - Cole - Sorry for taking so long