Elijah felt out of place, but when did he not? Still, he didn't get invited to shindigs often, the event at the Meijer's residence certainly not included. This was a nice chance to get to meet some people of the town, especially those of higher standing who avoided the law whenever possible, not that he was working.

He tugged at the new pair of gloves, these were more will than his usual pair. A flashy white and he was certain they were soft to most but they felt strange on his skin and he found himself rubbing his hands even more so than normal. When he wasn't touching his hands, he was trying to busy himself. Maybe something to drink, or stand by the wall and hope no one noticed the odd man out. He was glad at the very least he had managed to borrow a suit from an older residence who was kind to him and had an older outfit he hadn't been able to fit in for some time. It was worn but there was no damage and it's color still held though it was more grey than black now.