Not to steal one thing. Not one thing. Vaan had to keep his natural mindwork in check at Penelo's insistence. He may have been brand new to this world, but it was obvious that Penelo had gained quite the popularity. The last thing he would wish was to tarnish his partner's name with his handiwork.

Thus, he was on golden behavior tonight. Though truth be told, Vaan already felt horridly awkward from the moment he stepped in. His idea of formal wear (http://www.costumeshoes.net/images/couplescostumesarabianaladdinbellydancercostumepartycruise.jpg) was apparently foreign to Gaia, having a constant brigade of odd glances come his way. He barely avoided being escorted out by a servant via some "shirt requirement" dress code. Vaan made a mental note that he did not prefer Gaia's climate.

Not one to stand idle, he figured it was best to slowly browse the room keeping an eye out for his dancer friend, of whom he was quickly separated with upon entry.