Morgause

 It's a dull sort of get together; all healthcare professionals and significant others. They're celebrating someone or another getting some award or another, or anew wing at the hospital or something. Morgause doesn't much know or care. All she knows is there's free booze and relatively unattached individuals looking for a night with a beautiful woman.

Like this relatively young man near her now. He's got a ring on. she notes, but that hardly means a thing, and he's got such nice hair that's perfect to pull.

"So, Dr.-- Hornblower, was it?" she bats her eyelashes at him as she takes a slow drink that emphasizes her red lipstick, "Are you-- here alone?"