Sophie had never had any doubt Adrien would prevail. The man knew his fashion backward and forward and sideways. A tug on her elbow has her smiling at the little girl sitting quietly beside her. Only those who know her realize how hard it must be for Sitara to sit still like a proper Diamond as they await the challenge's outcome. "Now? Can we go congratulate him now, Tante Sophie?"

She gives the little girl's shoulders a quick squeeze. "We can indeed. You first. Remember the curtsy we practiced? Let's surprise him!"

Family has first dibs when it comes to congratulations, right after any watching Faces. It's not long before a giggling Sitara dips the precise amount a nonranked card owes a Seven and exclaims, "Congratulations, Papa--I mean Master Seven!"

Sophie settles for a kiss on Adrien's cheek. "I knew you could do it. Poor Genoveva never stood a chance."

[ooc: She's wearing this. I can't work it into the tag.]