it's handled

She missed being able to bounce around conversations so easily but with her wedding planning and everything seemingly being so active at the moment she got little peace at events like this. Her hand covered her mouth as she bit into the horderves. Finish before she opened her mouth to speak. "No, gorgeous, really. Your outfit truly gives artistic chic." At least their family was not the point of tonight's event." Lucille smiled. "You could be a piece of art yourself."

"You are far too kind, Lucille Fairchild," Robbie grinned as he appeared beside whoever she had been complimenting. He raised a brow at them before they decided it best to leave and grab everyone a refill of champagne. "Or should I say 'Donovan'? My parents couldn't stop gushing about the big engagement. Plus, I could pretty much see that rock from where I was halfway round the world. How are you, darling?"

the gallery event was in full swing and it was fine. if it were anyone else hosting, iris would be less resistant to it's assault on the senses but this was jamie park's event. no matter, iris was here for her boss, rebecca ravenwood (and her family by extension).

robbie had just finished up meeting with his client, his car booked for his next stop. he'd always had an appreciation for beautiful things but they were rarely on a canvas. instead of the exhibitions, he found his eyes scanning the room at the people. everyone was so charmed - and who wouldn't be, truly - by jamie park. he was no exception. that only made it all the more curious when he noticed her walking through, the expression on her face anything but charmed.

Lucas feigned surprise at such an egregious outburst from his dearest cousin as if he didn't wholeheartedly agree that this was the grand epic of the dullest New York could possibly offer. "What could possibly be more riveting?" Lucas quickly surveyed the nearby crowd to ensure their company was unnoteworthy before continuing, "it's usually not a good omen to see you back here, Rob. However, if you're putting business on hold for the day then I'm sure I could be persuaded to celebrate. In style, too, which is more than I can say for this display of desperation."

"What indeed," Robbie chuckled. Lucas had always been so quick and clever, always ten steps ahead and observing everyone around him. If his hat wasn't in the running to take over The Baizen Project, he'd do well following in Robbie's footsteps. "It's hard to disagree with that, Luke. Rest assured, we're quite alright, it's the Archibald fallout I'm here to take care of. I can do that for my favourite cousin. Yacht, rooftop or cabana? I'll bring the champagne wherever you like. You'll have to blow them a kiss goodbye as your good deed for the day."

ceren looked over to see robbie baizen "is it that obvious?" it wasn't like she was making any effort to hide how much she wanted to get out of the event "i can't say i care about any fiscal performance. my parents dragged me along to this for network connections"

"oh, that sounds positively torturous. i mean, look around, even the seasoned professionals are trying to keep from snoring. well, you can tell them you've networked my socks right off," he teased, holding his drink up to her in a 'cheers'. "what was it you were doing again? art?"

"unfortunately that seems to be true. that depends, are you going to avoid creating further mess?"

"well, you know me. i try to never make promises i can't keep. i do think you'll enjoy being on my side for once, though. we'll have fun. you still do that, right?"

"Not sure 'miss' is the correct word."

"Caisson. You little shit-," Robbie greeted, shaking his head as a headache already started to form. "I'll remember you said that."

"Oh, we always miss you, Robbie. Nice to see you back in the city."

"I knew I could count on a proper 'welcome back' from our pride and joy," Robbie teased. "Thank you, Lizzy. I'm happy to be back even if trouble always follows. How is my favourite cousin?"

"I have such a busy schedule, not sure I have the time." Adriana had a weakness for the worst kind of people. Robbie was another one on the list, along with Cristian and Emmeline. "I guess I should say welcome back."

"All work and no play, Adriana. It's not good for you, you know? You spend all this time sharpening your claws, and for what? Take them back out for a spin." Robbie winked at her, always unable to help himself from playing around with Adriana. "I guess you should. No banner, no cake... You wound me."

"You don't think so, Rob?" Lisbeth was a petty bitch, everyone knew it. Even before her family's lives were blown up, she was not the kind of person everyone was excited to see. "And everything most of you have had nightmares about, I am sure."

"No, I think you're far better than that. Classy and cutthroat to the very end, Lissy. I doubt that's changed so much even given the circumstances." Robbie also doubted that Lisbeth Castillo was on the verge of opening up or looking for any shoulders to cry on. Backs to stab, maybe. "Well, that's mandatory. Most of us are lucky to make it out without getting cut off nevermind... anything else."

Upon hearing Robbie's voice, Tripp's expression lit up and a grin spread across his face. Whoever had been kissing him was swiftly forgotten as he turned to greet his friend. "Robbie!" He threw his arms out and pulled him into a hug. "Where the hell have you been?"

"In the flesh," Robbie chuckled, wrapping his own arms around Tripp and giving his back a hearty part. Yup, it was good to be back. "Oh, you know me. Here, there, anywhere. Mykonos was stunning though, I will say. Plenty of trouble to be had in between clients, scheduled or otherwise. How have you been? Mourning the antique vase aside."

she hadn't noticed him until he had made his way over to her space "i don't know about thee olivia burke, but i'm an olivia burke." she offered with a polite smile "there's nothing to be forgiven for, thanks for being a fan" she said looking up at him. he was a handsome fan. "you're quite the charmer, aren't you?"

"enchanting and humble, you'll have to leave some adjectives for the rest of us," robbie grinned as she looked up at him. he'd calculated roughly how long he could stay before he absolutely had to be in the hamptons so he'd have to be on top form here. "it's my pleasure. oh, i try. robbie baizen - thee, if you like, but i'll settle for whatever you'd like to call me."

the vanderbilt gallery was a thing of beauty and jamie park had somehow managed to make it grander and more beautiful than before. olivia had spent some time chatting with guests and catching up with her fellow actors before she decided it was enough and she snuck out back to steal a moment of peace to herself - mainly to have a smoke, but still, a moment of peace.

robbie had been on his way out from the vanderbilt gallery when he stopped in his tracks. did he have time? for a beautiful women? he pocketed his cell phone and made his detour. "is that thee olivia burke? you'll have to forgive me, i'm a big fan and you are... even more enchanting person."

Blythe hadn't been back in the city since her disastrous non-wedding day, needing time to process her disappointment and realign her future plans. While her heart remained intact, her ego had taken a beating, but she was happy to let the Upper East Side elite believe that she was devastated to lose Roman.

Robbie was just stopping by Peter's gallery to pick up some paperwork from a client. He hadn't planned on staying long given he had a car waiting but then she asked him to pass a drink. How could he resist? Robbie glanced only briefly at his watch before turning his attention fully to her. "Just call me Bambi," he joked, handing her the glass. "Either you're an incredibly beautiful doppelgänger or I just passed by your benches on the way in."

He pulled back just a little, "Okay, you can't just kiss me to make me forget you broke my family's antique vase." Actually, they could. They definitely could.

Robbie was dropping by the Hamptons on business. Lawrence Huntzberger had been a longtime client and Robbie had never known him to be patient. Still, he could afford a little distraction. "Oh, I wouldn't believe that for a minute-," he interrupted with a wide grin. "Tripp Vanderbilt folds like a lawn chair for a pretty face."

"always so humble and full of humility"

"you really do know me all too well, gabriela. aren't you glad to hear we might actually be cleaning up the same mess for once?"

"Ew." Lisbeth rolled her eyes; she had not missed Robbie. But who was she to pass up a chance to mess with old friends?

"No need to be so sour, Lissy." Robbie would never admit to any failures in his career, but the Castillos... that he might just regret. "I'd heard you'd made a triumphant return. Is it everything you dreamed?"