The Ballo Della Notte, a beautiful piece of architecture, sits quietly that evening. The outside boasts an old structure that had been renovated years ago. While updated, it still retains it old world feel.
The lobby is a breathtaking arc. There are concession stands here and there, but it does not diminish the feeling that you have just stepped back in time. Everything from the plush, rich velvets, the marble floor, to the hand carved woodwork on the walls, and pillars that extended to the ceiling brings one back centuries. The theater doors at each end of the arc are currently closed, and the lights are comfortably dim.
In the lobby stands Daniella, awaiting her appointment with Aileen, which she was looking forward to. Eager to learn how she could help her cousin. Her dress for the evening was a simple one, a black and tan fitted dress. A black belt divided the top and bottom of the dress, and cinched her waist. Her long hair hung loose about her shoulders in soft waves.
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