Surprise, Surprise, Yama!

About twelve hours later, they arrived from Japan to Brittany. Yama decided to wear something more formal, as P.A.T. had forged her an invitation to one of the most expensive parties in France. She'd slipped on a yellow, knee-length dress. P.A.T. had formed the aircraft into a stylish Lamborghini, and Yama was thankful they hadn't had to land at an airport. (Ha ha.)
Yama stepped out of the vehicle, and gazed up at a four story mansion.
"Why would Corran be at a place like this?" Yama said aloud, walking toward the front door.
She was reaching for the doorknob when a large bodyguard stepped in her way.
"Now where did you come from?" she laughed at him.
He wasn't amused,"Invita. . ."
She snapped the invitation up in his face, and slid around him. Yama opened the door, making sure to ram it into his bulky back, and shut it softly behind her.
The party was much more elegant than she'd imagined. Large, red velvet rope hung in between gold plated windows. The forest green carpet was was spotless, and the golden grand staircase was shining like there was no tomorrow. Maybe P.A.T. had made a mistake. Surely Corran wasn't here. Yama spotted a small bar on the left side of the front lobby, and headed over to it. She took a seat and waited for the bartender to become available.
"Excuse me? Yes, I'm looking for a man that may or may not be here. Corran Cedars?" Yama asked the man.
"Corran Cedars. . .no, I don't think I've heard that name tonight. But I'll give you a call if anything comes up, yes?" he replied.
"Thank you," Yama said, and sat at the bar for a little longer.
(Sorry, I can't type any longer, I have to get off of the computer but I'll type the rest of the chapter tomorrow, kk!)
Au revoir,
L.i.l.l.i.x