Lailani had her own reasons for being here tonight. While a part of her did enjoy a lovely party gathering, the whole assisting in the event was one part business venture, two fourths adoring parties, and five fourths a penchant for impulse and a desire to always be doing something. Some might say hyper active but that was a word past lovers did not use to mean poor taste on Lailani. While the Hawaiian noble was dolled up with her lovely black curled tied up she dawned a pretty respectable gown as she uncouthly tried to scout out a good location to put the item of her newest business desires. That is what had the woman looking along the floor along the walls, mentally trying to translate the space needed for the hypothetical device that could in her mind put more money in her purse and ease her borrowing from her mother.. even though Lailani did not see it as borrowing sense Lailani argued that when her mother died that her mothers things would become hers… not that she wished her mother death in the slightest. She loved her mother but Lailani always had a peculiar way of seeing the world that only a mother could probably endure or love. 

Lailani tried mentally translating the size of The Device to a given space as she walked on the sidelines of the soirée walls. Judging the foot traffick while trying not to get distracted by the beautiful woman and handsome men dancing.