A Templar flashing red lights, as opposed to the normal yellow, sets down on the pad near the estate. Out hops Esther Carson, quickly trying to unbutton her flight jacket and pull on something vaguely resembling a fancy dress. "Bleedin' hell, can't believe I'm missing a good night at a bar for some free food and fancy-shmancy company..."
It was a dress that was simple yet looked nice enough, and practical as well. She slipped on a couple of low-heeled shoes and hustled over to the manor's entrance. First stop, seeing if there was a buffet table.