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Brand looked at Demi with a click of his tongue and a shake of his pink-haired head. "If we're going to talk about our feelings I need a drink," Brand said. He had a smile on his face.

"If your eye's on another, who gets your mouth?" he wondered, aloud. "Let us fetch a drink, trophy husband," Brand said, tugging him gently but determinedly to the drinks. "I don't need your heart, but tonight, we're together-- later, I'll hand you over personally, if you miss your true love," Brand said, his lashes low over his eyes again as he smiled with wicked enjoyment.

He tried to flag Deacon down to drinks, though he did intend on returning right after so they could get hold of him.

This was more like it! Junko couldn't even remember the last time they'd danced. She moved in whatever way he guided her, keeping her steps cautious not only of her own hair but Seiji's feet.

She would never forget that one and only time she danced with Malodore...

He pulled her in close, cupping her cheeks and complimenting her. Again. She giggled, playfully tugging at his suspenders. "Yes, several times, but keep saying it it's always nice to hear."

Camilla smilies cheerfully at the undead boil until the master bit came up again... apparently he did that with everybody... still it was exhasperating and the Dormouse ghoul found herself sighing a bit however it didn't last long as Mayaa suggested they all take a photo together "That's a great idea!" she exclaims happily then watches the introductions however a light dusting of pink graces her cheeks as AJ gentilely kisses the back of her hand oh she had experienced it several times before but it still made her blush slightly every time besides that though the intros went well however one thing she noticed was that Mellow wouldn't really look at her... She wondered why but decided not to press it tonight was supposed to be fun!

At AJ's question Camilla nods happily "I'm ready!" she says excitedly it would be interesting and fun to see how five creeple would fit in a photo booth! It also meant they'd likely get a great picture!

"Funky dance?" Titus had to think back since the Prom he had attended had be a really long time ago. "I don't know if you could keep up." He teased. It was odd to think back that long ago, the whole event hadn't really stuck with him but he could remember bits and pieces. He had changed. When had he changed? Maybe that was the more disturbing thing to think about.

"Maybe we'll start off with something simple and go from there." Titus fiddle with his suspender strap nervously now wondering if he should try to ditch them. This addition had turned out to be a terrible idea.

"So is there anything you had planned in the meantime?" She had shown up on her own, perhaps she was meeting with someone.

The ghoul folded her arms and gave him the stink eye. "I'm a fast learner, I'm sure I could handle it." Though there were things that perhaps Riyo was never destined to learn. Cooking was one of them, and she was secretly grateful the boil had no real interest in food.

She watched him fiddle with his strap curiously, unable to contain a small chuckle. "I'll leave your straps alone now." She tried to assure him, though she failed to add the disclaimer 'until you really piss me off'. Which, knowing him, would probably happen sooner or later.

"Huh? Oh. No, not really." Riyo glanced around the room. "I sort of came on a whim. Figured I'd run into someone I knew sooner or later. I've been spending too much time in my room lately, even for me." Her finger pointed hesitantly to the drink table. "Care to take a gamble with your sanity?" Because every seasoned Amityville student knew that drinking anything at a dance was a crapshoot.

At some point, Hel had, admittedly, gotten a bit envious of all the creeple in costume. That was okay though, because she had a costume too. Thus, at some point, the reaper had ditched the dance to go get her costume, which she stored in some weird and obscure place as to not rouse suspicion.

That's why, now, the reaper had popped up behind the other two reapers, outside the entrance to the dance, in her costume.

Don't judge.

It was Halloween, that meant she could pretend for one night.

Her hands were on her hips as she stared at the two. The cogs in her brain were moving. Oh, were they moving. She stared at Brenley, and then at Piper, and also noticed how their outfits matched each other, and really, it could have meant anything. Like that they were really good friends who wanted to match and thus came to the dance like that, but no. No, Hel Selie, true to her nature, leapt to conclusions with little evidence. She just called it like she saw it.

"OH MY JACK!" She exclaimed. "BRENLEY!" Always going to pick on the quiet and shy one. "ARE YOU AND PIPER COURTING!?" Exclaimed in question by the reaper wearing a wedding dress.

When Jory stumbled his tail moved to wrap around the others back as they walked back towards the school. A safety net for how clumsy the shy boil was being, after all it wouldn't be much fun if Jory were to be injured before they even arrived. As the other stumbled again, this time verbally, Zaire grinned, hand tightening over the one in his. Whatever this surprise was, it was ten times more exciting now though, just because it was getting the other so flustered.

It was tempting to keep pressing but he didn't, just to think that whatever it was Jory had thought of, it was all on his own, that made him feel special.

Zaire held tight to Jory's hand as they entered the dance, glowing eyes adjusting well to the lighting as they entered. "...Looks exciting.." He chuckled softly down to the other boil, a glance given in his direction, "...where to first?"