A tall, broad-shouldered guy that's never particularly difficult to spot, Henry isn't accustomed to people being unable to find him. Add in the purple carnations pinned to the lapel of his blazer and he figures that he should be even easier to pick out of crowd. But even so...his mystery date hasn't found him yet. And he hasn't found her either. The thought that he's maybe been stood up hasn't fully formed in his mind yet, but it's beginning to and a twinge of restless embarrassment is taking shape. But it's no big deal, right? He can laugh this off if it comes to that, can't he? Haha, well, what can you expect from the Shadow Post?

Still.

The boy hums a few restless notes to himself, fidgets with his boutonniere (maybe he got the wrong flowers after all?), and goes back to looking toward the red carpet, searching for an accent of purple.