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A magical glow encompassed one of the crystal stem ware glasses before Fleur, and she poured a glass of wine for the Princess. The cups seemed quite nice in fact, etched crystal with golden highlights. The sculpted stems twisted up elegantly in a helix, branching out around the side of the glass before tapering off. It might have seemed expensive but in fact she had purchased them off of a travelling Canterlot sales pony, who had been quite adept at the craft. Fleur smiled, and the white, slightly olive in colour liquid cascaded into the goblet. The cork to the bottle popped back in and she replaced the wine back to the silver bucket, which glinted faintly in the sunlight. Grabbing a small plate, she placed a couple small biscuits, grapes, and the Morbier cheese upon it, setting it and the wine gently before Cadence. "Here you are!" ( She said this in her Penelope accent; Think her voice from the show ) It was a soft, French cheese; nutty with a hint of fresh hay. The pungent dairy paired well with the white, and as well the fruit. She had made the combination before, to fair success. Of course, sometimes you had to experiment a little too! ( Sometimes, it didn't go quite so well. ) Not that many ponies would probably be able to tell the difference, and to be honest, she wasn't the greatest culinary expert herself. It's just that she only really knew about these kinds of things from her parents and her family, since it was part of her culture. After pouring herself a glass as well, the actress then took a seat across from the lovely alicorn princess, and replied to her question. "Ah yes, well I stay kind of busy, perhaps not as much now, since I have been putting together things for my new play." She took a sip of her wine. "In fact anyday now I'll be doing some casting for it. It's all ready, the draft is all ready. And since I know you are going to ask here it is" She gestured dramatically with her hooves as she began to describe. "Two Mares, Elizabeth and Dazzle, Elizabeth, well to do and enterprising, a smart pony, elegant and shrewd, and Dazzle, an energetic upstart who wants nothing more than to see the world! The two go into business together and become great friends, but struggle between the lines of friendship. So the whole thing centres around the two, I'll play a lot off the dynamics between the characters because that's where the main interest will be. Of course, I've always been known for character-centric writing." Fleur shifted slightly in her chair, it was clear she was getting a little passionate about the topic. "Actually most of my troupe is busy with other engagements, so as I say, I'll have to do some casting. I'm still not sure who to pick for the roles. I don't know how popular this will be, as I know most ponies know me for Penelope. Still, I suppose you could say, I've made ample funding from that to exhibit a a large degree of creative control over the project!" The white mare made a pouty-face "Besides, I was kind of tired of listening to Mane (Brooks). At least for now."

After a brief time soaking up the delightful weather, the mare's ears perked up. She could hear what sounded like the click clack of hooves approaching from within the house. "Ah, magnifique! My first guest." The actress then stood up and turned expectantly to face the patio door. And who should step through it other then Princess Cadence herself! A subtle grin across her face, she trotted over, luscious pink mane bobbing up and down, as Cadence made her introduction. "Bonjour... but I am so glad you could attend! You must be very busy all of the time." She bowed respectfully. "I can assure you there is no business here, and you may be tired of such pressing issues lately. But don't worry, I'd just like you to have fun here, and I'm glad your excited!" Fleur then looked over towards the patio table. "Please, feel free to have a seat, you are the first." She then gestured beside the table where the snacks and refreshments had been prepared. "And would you care for anything? Something to snack on, wine perhaps?" A pink glow emanated from her horn as she magically lifted the bottle which was sitting in a silver bucket with ice. "Fort Blanc '86, I picked it to go well with the cheese."

The french mare donned her sunhat and trotted out to the back area of her house. She had a nice arrangement of patio furniture all set up and ready to go, and as well a few snacks and refreshments laid out. There was lemonade, some nice cheeses and biscuits, and of course some wine. It wasn't anything particularly fancy by normal standards, but there was something to be said by the simple pleasures of a tasty snack on a breezy afternoon. Outside her back yard you could see the trees which formed the perimeter of her property down the way. It gave the whole area a nice outdoorsy, pleasant feel. Her house was in fact rather large, a mansion really, positioned on the outskirts of canterlot. It was so nice to get away from all of the hustle and bustle to a place of her own. And of course there were always the pesky media hounds who would try to follow her around. So, she preferred to live a little out of the way, at least not downtown Fleur had already sent out the invitations to a few of her friends, and as well a couple of ponies she figured it might be fun to get to know. Nothing too extravagant or special or anything, just a small little social event to mingle over the lunch hour. She figured it might be a little fun to hold something a little smaller scale than usual. The day was blissful and sunny, and a warm breeze was blowing through the afternoon air. Taking a seat, the actress breathed in the crisp outdoor scent, basking in the midday sun, waiting for her guests to arrive.

"You and me both, no?" the mare chuckled and then continued "Well, I'm most glad to meet you, Ice Storm, is it?" Fleur shifted slightly and smiled. "As well, you are right, the nobles in Canterlot may be more trouble than they are worth. ( and the nobility is worth a lot. )" She then tossed an idle gaze off towards Starburst as she flitted about and outside the hall. "I haven't really been much to Ponyville, but from what I see the ponies who live there seem very kind." She said, looking back down towards Ice Storm.

The actress shifted slightly, still looking up towards the stage with a surprised expression. Fleur blinked, and stood there for a moment, watching the minotaur slam out a few more riffs. What had Starburst been up to, inviting Iron Will?. She had been expecting something a little... different. "Hmm?" Suddenly she heard what sounded like somepony talking. The mare turned to face Ice Storm. "I'm sorry, did you say something? I couldn't make you out over all of that noise..." Fleur Smiled. "And I think my ears need to be cleaned now."

Fleur stood there, talking for a moment to the pony. There was no reply. She waved her hoof in front of the blank, expressionless face. "Hello? Hmm.." Suddenly there was a loud clamour which filled the hall. Her ears perked up and she turned to face the stage. She looked upon Iron Will, who was standing atop it with an electric guitar... What an odd party.

"Ugh, Qu'est-ce qui se passe??". Fleur blinked once, then twice, trying to make sense of her surroundings. At first, everything seemed like a blur. After but a brief moment, her vision began to focus and she began to regain her wits. Slowly, she could hear the sound of the tides, smell the humid ocean air, and see the yellow beach sand stretching out before her. She rubbed her eyes. "Où suis-je?" The white mare shook her head, trying to get the kinks out and, and slowly stood up, getting on her hooves. She remembered now; there had been an accident! Her cruise ship had run into a terrible storm. The last thing she could remember was trying to make her way for a life raft, and well, she must have hit her head and gone unconscious. How terrible! Now she stood here alone, on the sandy shores, surrounded by small bits and pieces of the ship. Various fragments were scattered about down the coastline. Rubbing the side of her head, Miss Fleur set off to look for any other signs of ponies. She had no idea where she was, but she had to find someone. Perhaps... some of the cruise passengers were here as well. Perhaps even, there might be some kind of locals to help her. Either way, she had to find out.

"Hmm?" Slightly distracted, Fleur blinked and looked towards Holly, meeting her gaze. "Bonjour, miss." It definitely seemed that the country pony wasn't from around here. That was fine though. "My name is Fleur-De-Lis... Je suis enchante." she said, bowing slightly in a casual manner. She conveniently left out the famed actress part. There was no need to boast. As well, it was socially refreshing to be able to mingle without the usual preconceptions of her character. ( Not that she didn't have a full hoof in creating them. ) Still smiling, she continued. "Please, tell me miss Holly, where did you get that lovely gown?" She didn't say this in a stuck up manner, careful to portray her words in a certain inflection, one of pleasant interest. Her slight air of smugness dissipated, and she seemed overall a little more genuinely amicable.

Sighing, the milky white mare stopped for a moment before entering the room, pausing, as if slightly hesitant. She hadn't been quite sure whether to come or not, having tossed the idea about in her mind upon receiving the invitation, but ultimately, she had decided to attend. "At least, it could be fun after all", she thought to herself, and of course, the food would be excellent. That was her rationalization at least. Despite her inner turmoil, after a brief moment, and a blank stare off into the distance, she picked up her hooves and stepped inside, muttering a little under her breath in the process. Of course, upon entrance to the event, and now under the public eye, she was nothing but smiles. Not like the kind of smile you would see on a beaming happy foal mind you, but the sort of slightly snobby half-smirk of pretentious sophistication. It was plastered across her face. Not that she was really all that snobby, she hated the snobs of the city in fact; it was more like a sort of social mask to fit in and obscure her true nature. She wasn't too sure who she would be meeting here. Scanning the room, Fleur looked about. There were a number of ponies who were milling about the party, most she hadn't met, and her purple eyes drew gaze briefly to Starburst. Of course, she was looking rather lovely in her most extravagant attire. That pony had expensive tastes, and she could damn well afford it too. Herself? Well... She wasn't exactly known for favouring pony attire at events, preferring instead to rely on her natural beauty; hooficured hooves, luscious mane, and well groomed coat. However, the invitation had said formal attire required, and far be it from her to commit social faux pas... this time at least. She had worn nothing too especially extravagant, defaulting to her casual eventwear; an expensive, but modest white, pink, and purple number with gold highlights. Of course she loved nothing more than attention, but at this event well, let's just say that personally, it was a little bit different at this party, and she didn't want to make too much of a scene.

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