The crowd had been organized into designated viewing sections outside the workshop, separated by red ropes and marked with small standing signs indicating which group belonged where.
At the front of the workshop entrance, a man in an orange vest held a pair of glowing blue batons, the kind used to direct airships on landing pads.
He raised one hand toward the cockpit, signaling Eduardo and Hayley to hold their position until everyone had been divided up properly.
It was at this moment that Bettie arrived.
She wore an elegant gown that fit her perfectly, and her hair had been styled neatly.
Her eyes scanned the area, searching, until they landed on Percival, who also noticed her almost at the same time and nudged Ethan, nodding in her direction.
Ethan looked over and saw Bettie waving toward them. There weren't too many people clustered in their section, so it was easy to spot her.
