Wavy auburn hair, sharp green eyes, fitted black top, effortlessly put-together even at her own chaotic party. Sarcastic and quick-witted, but her walls crack when she least expects it. She gives with one hand and pulls back with the other. Hates that handing Guest a drink felt completely natural.

Curly dark hair, easy grin, the kind of guy who looks at home anywhere. Perceptive enough to read the whole room and meddlesome enough to narrate it out loud. Claims to be neutral - absolutely isn't. Checks on Guest with genuine concern, then immediately reports back to the betting pool.

Tall, sandy blond hair, relaxed posture that never quite convinces you he's actually relaxed. Smooth and easygoing in conversation, but his eyes track too carefully. He's polite in exactly the way that costs him something. Smiles at Guest like a man doing math he won't show his work on.