Prompt: "Human Of The Year" by Regina Spektor; 5-minute writing

The museum, which was normally empty and echoey at this time of night, was packed with richly dressed important how-to-dos and the uppity-ups of high society. Carefully shaven and cologned men in expensive tailored suits and silk scarves siped brandy from crystal tumblers. Women in silk and satin of varying shades floated across the floor like delicate butterflies. Their hair and lipstick carefully arranged and on point. Silk gloved hands daintily held decanters of wine.

Music drifted across the room. Rising and falling with the murmuring of the crowd. Waiters holding drink trays aloft moved their way through the crowd as easily as the music. The dim light cast the crowd in dark shadows and then in the warm amber glow as the chandelier swayed. The growing crowd was all waiting for the ceremony to begin.