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Junko didn't notice the gnomes arrival until they suddenly started tapping on the microphone, jumping a bit and turning her gaze to the two small gnomes. Eugh...she was okay with gnomes until that...Oswald jerk. Wait, dance contest? She winced and covered her ears as the feedback rang through the room, her hair curling unhappily. Owwwww! Wait, what did Riley just say? Junko's hands dropped from her ears to her lap again as she looked to the mindflayer, tilting her head curiously. Do that part? "Oh I...I'd like to, but I don't have a date or a partner or anything...and I've never tried dancing before." The last part was a quiet confession, her voice dropping low from embarrassment. Surely there would be much better competitors. Hey wait! Riley was running it? How cool! She smiled, visibly brightening. "Wow, really? How fun! I'm sure you'll be a great judge, then!" She told her honestly, watching as Riley held Malodore's hand and turned to speak toward him.

Oh...if Riley was running the contest she obviously couldn't enter. How disappointing! Junko frowned sympathetically toward Malodore. Aww, did he really want to sign up? That was disappointing! If Junko was in Malodore's shoes...

...Hey wait...she practically was! Junko suddenly brightened up again, gasping with delight and clapping her hands together beneath her chin. "Why don't we sign up together, Malodore? It'll be fun! Ah...if it's alright with Riley?" And Malodore of course, but she didn't want to upset Riley. But Junko looked so excited, what with her wide eyes and the huge smile on her face. Even her hair seemed to be wriggling with excitement, reacting this time to her emotions.

Malodore blinked. "M... you want to sign up for the contest with me?" Had she been in that Shadowcraft 101 class and seen its shadow capering about, perhaps, and from there obtained an erroneous conclusion?

... but Junko had looked so disappointed. The plague doctor glanced at Riley. Though it didn't really need her permission as such, given how things between them had been so tenuous until only... what had it been, an hour ago?... it seemed prudent to check. "Shall we caper for your amusement?" it asked, lightly.

Several minutes later, West found himself stalling near the buffet, two little eel-filled pastries laid out on the plate he clutched in his good hand. He supposed it was time to wade back into the admittedly tiny throng.

When he was halfway across the room, a pair of gnomes got on the mic and announced that some idiotic dance competition was about to start. Although West was usually adamantly against dancing in public, he was currently of a mind to welcome pretty much any activity that would keep him from thinking about... all of this.

He held the plate out to Tsetsiliya as he closed the distance between them. "Y'wanna?" he asked, jerking a thumb at the gnomes. It was perhaps the most animated he had been so far this evening, and to someone who didn't know better, it might have seemed that he actually enjoyed -- or was even good at -- dancing.

Lizzy was short. And seated - which technically makes her shorter. Thus, she was grateful when Jericho waved to try to catch Amrita's attention; the undead would probably find it easier to notice him since the place was starting to get a little crowded with new and old faces - and oh gosh is that Calder with a date?! A ghoul date?! She couldn't help but stare for a while before looking away, blushing slightly as she watched Chuppi's move away; what did the student council get her to do to cause her hair to become like bed hair anyway?

As the gnomes went to the mic, announced the dance contest and cause a piercing feedback, Lizzy winced - normally, she would have thrown the gnomes a look of disapproval, but today was Scarentines Day. That makes it all the more special - in fact, she was determined not to get angry or frustrated today. Regardless of what Charlie might be doing later...

Which made her curious about why Amrita was alone.

"Uh, Jericho? Tell me if you see a pink haired demon boil about my height," She turned to the dragon with a sheepish smile as she picked up her DS again, sending her character to the nearest Hospital to get to the trading point - or whatever it's called, "Because that would be Charlie, Amrita's date... And I'm pretty sure he's attached enough to Amrita to come with her to the party rather than let her come alone." She then paused, looking a tad worried - he didn't get lost in the cafeteria did he? That was entirely all too possible.

Holly wasn't quite sure why she had decided to go to the dance. She had quite a nice chunk of pocket change and since she had not spent any on the auction she decided to dress up and go anyway. No not dress up like her etiquette class with a skirt over her pajamas.

Though alone for the dance she didn't arrive to late at all. The ghoul had dressed in a simple long strapless dress, with a slit up the side. Hair wasn't done up to much but her clips matched the red. There. That would show them all what they are missing. She looked around for anyone she knew, if they even recognized her.

Malodore directed one thought at Riley - not really a thought with words, per se, but more an expression of bemusement and amusement at Junko's enthusiastic reaction. Then it looked up at Kasumi, opening its beak in a smile. "Buonasera, Kasumi! It has been a while."

This socializing-with-actual-friends wasn't half bad, the plague doctor decided. Provided it didn't die on the dance floor, this could be a good evening indeed.

This was exciting. There was no way she could deny it. She had spent several hours over in Alessa's room, getting ready for this party. Now, LW was normally not keen on wearing anything that was not pant like in some nature. So wearing the violet dress she was sporting tonight was definitely out of the ordinary. In fact, she had dragged her best friend shopping with her, hoping Ren would be able to help her find a good enough dress. From what he said, they succeeded. Alessa had helped her with hair and makeup. And nails. LW had actually painted her toenails! And she was damn proud of them!

Tail swishing in excitement, LW tightened her hold on Alessa's arm slightly as they entered. The boils were...actually she didn't know. And didn't WANT to know. Ren had won Gabrian in the auction. Apparently they were coming together. Or...that was what the girls understood. They really had just rolled their eyes and gone off to get ready, leaving the boils to figure out what they were doing. Now they had come here together, to await said boils.

"Oh..." LW gasped softly and looked around, feeling self conscious for a moment. It was easy to forget she was in a dress when just around Alessa. But now she had a sea of creatures all in dresses. Very pretty dresses.

The she-wolf glanced to the side at her date for the time being. A very big grin spread across her lips. "Ready for the evening, rabbit?"

"Oh Mister Malodore! It's a pleasure to see you again. Thank you very much for attending the dance tonight." Kasumi gave her one and only favorite plague doctor a polite bow. Oh, Miss Junko's date couldn't make it? How unfortunate! Kasumi frowned, but then her face picked up when Junko said she was going to dance with Malodore. "Oh excellent! I know the two of you will do very well. I hope you have fun. I know it may not be your cup of tea, Mister Malodore, but your presence is appreciated."

Taking out her clipboard again, she picked up her pen. "Are there any comments you could make about the dance? Anything you like? Anything you would like to see at the next social event?" Ah Kasumi, constantly working.