The party was in full swing by the time Lukas started to feel bored.
There was only so many faces you could memorize until they all started to look the same.
His job was easy, but that also made it repetitive and boring.
He only needed to stand to the side, watching the faces moving from the door and into the ballroom, while keeping an eye out for any suspicious behavior.
The only thing that gave the job any hint of excitement was the dressings.
The men came in different variations of suits, as this was a formal party.
It wasn't anything extravagant, but it was quite nice to note down the style and wonder which ones he'd look good in.
He was far more fascinated by the various colors of the suits they were wearing.
He'd almost forgotten that suits could be made out of different colored fabrics that were not just black and blue.
But he quickly came to realize that the color of their suits were not chosen arbitrarily.
The colors were chosen due to things like allegiance.
