There were more individuals in the room than the chairs and sofas combined yet one would have no trouble finding an empty chair or a sofa. Maybe an unwritten rule states that party conversations are best carried out while standing or maybe there were simply psychological forces at work; men wanted to show-off their chests and heights and women wanted to display their finely tuned legs supported by three inch heels. Second explanation seemed more plausible because the occupants of chair and sofas did appear shorter on a careful observation.

Almost every conceivable industry had someone in attendance. You could differentiate the investment bankers from the science nerds through either their shoes or the type of scent they were wearing. Whereas Axe had a loyal following among the nerds and the geeks, woody scents would hint at a Wall Street background. The stereotypes were holding themselves quite well. The mention of a financial background would cause all females eyes turn towards the speaker but not a single face would turn upon the mention of a scientific profession.

There were few who seemed more interested in the art hanging on the walls. Many were the defeated souls who despite knowing every scientific theory in the book had yet to figure out the art of winning the opposite sex. No one wants to be lonely and no one wants to be seen as lonely and to some, wall art had saved them the embarrassment of being lonely at the party.