Nisa was about to get the woman to speak to her when a man and woman came by and demanded her dance. She wanted to glare, but her carefully ingrained manners forced a smile on her face. This must be why her brother sent her here, full of ill-mannered people. Maybe he was trying to test her will power more than anything. People thinking they have some importance over others that they can just interrupt without an apology.

"Of course, this is a dance after all." She said. She struggled to remain looking calm even as she thought up ways to make all three of them suffer. This was supposed to be a change to prove herself to Aslan. She turned to find someone else to speak to. She had their faces, if this detective thing didn't go well, she could always get out her anger on them later.