Julian Carson

(Headset buzzing, phone pressed to his ear, Julian navigated the bustling ballroom) "Don't worry, darling, I'll smooth things over with Ms. Tempest. Trust me, a little champagne and the right music, and she'll be purring like a kitten." (He winks at a passing socialite, then sighs into the phone.) "Look, just stall for ten minutes, that's all I need. This city runs on Julian time, remember?" (a shadow crosses his face.) "Besides, chaos is half the fun, wouldn't you agree?"