Diamond Tiara strutted into the great hall like she owned the place. Her mother, resplendant in a flowing emerald green dress, walked along side her, nodding to various other high-society types as she went. Her father hadn't even made it inside yet. He knew everypony and had been halted at every step by old friends, acquaintances and clients looking for "a quick chat". Diamond and her mother both knew what that meant. He was going to be out there for hours. So much for family time. Diamond looked around at the outfits of the other patrons with varying degrees of interest. Here, a pegasus wearing an uninspired brown dress that did not complement her pelt colour at all. There, a unicorn wearing an absolutely gorgeous red ballgown, a Clopvin Klein original if she wasn't mistaken. Diamond herself was wearing her newest and best dress. A long, white gown, studded with diamonds and amethysts. Her purple and white mane was done up in a fashionable bun and she was of course wearing her namesake tiara, her prized possession postively shining under the lights of the main hall. "I think that maybe you used too much silver polish, dear." said Diamond's mother, smiling slightly. "I can smell the stuff from here." "It is making me a little woozy, but the awesome sheen is, like, totally worth it!" Diamond responded, tilting her head proudly up. Across the hall there was a brief yelp as a waiter was blinded by the light reflecting off the Tiara, and inadvertantly spilled a tray of drinks over some poor patron. Diamond barely noticed the commotion, instead trying to admire her own reflection in the wine glass of a nearby Stallion. After deciding that her mane was perfect and that her tiara was straight she took another look around the hall. She kept her eyes open for her best friend, Silver Spoon, who she knew would also be here.