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Milan tilted his head a bit when Aria mentioned being invited to the grand opening, then offering a pink dress for her mum to join her. Apparently she was rather fond of the color pink. But it seemed like she'd given up her life of travel to stay around London. "Why would I invite your mum? You, of course. But your mum... maybe not. Besides, I'd probably invite the fashion crowd more than the quidditch pros. But, if you would show, I'd be happy. You, Ron... everyone, really. But my friends, more so." He sent over a small smile, wondering what was making him feel so... open with Aria. She'd never exactly liked him, especially last year, but now she was being friendly and holding a real conversation. It was odd.

Luckily, Milan speaking positive of Ron seemed to make her happier, and she even mentioned that she felt she didn't deserve him. "No, now, come on. You deserve him every bit as much as he deserves you. Plus, everyone in the school knows how much you guys love each other. After all, you two work together really well. Honestly, I'm a little jealous of you two." The last words were spoken a bit softer, almost as they were spilled out on accident. Milan knew he could be a jealous, petty b***h, but it was seldom spoken aloud. And if ever it was, Echo was the only listener. But even now, their relationship was strained, the two seeming to never have the time or energy for the other. It hurt in a deep place, especially given that he didn't really have many people to turn to. But, he was every bit as stubborn as Aria League, and he hoped no one outside himself could pick apart his insecurities.

Back on discussion of rich people and donations, Aria noted that they absolutely did love donating for clout and whatever else. "Well, I can't say I disagree. If it were something to do with the world of fashion, I'd be running right to the top designers for the same reason. So, if you're sure you can get donations, I'll trust you to complete. And should that fail... well, let me know so we can at least split the cost, okay?" A smile, a small chuckle escaping. She was certainly confident, and Milan knew she'd fight tooth and nail to complete her tasks.

When he asked if she was jealous of Nora, Aria went red, then scolded him. He listened a moment, then simply lifted his hands in a gesture of surrender. She then said she was only dealing with Nora because of this very meeting. "Okay, definitely not jealous at all. But. For what it's worth, I think you're better looking than her. I also don't know why she's got a fanbase this year. But, to each their own, I suppose. So you talk with Zack, I'll get Nora. And together, we'll get all the clubs. And we can recruit the other prefects to help with ideas and setup. I'm sure most would do anything you asked of them." He nodded, finishing up the list of who needed to talk with whom, and what all they'd need done. Hopefully he'd smoothed things over with the totally-not-jealous Aria.

Csuri had simply wanted to use the prefect room as a quiet place to study, but now she was here in this mess of a conversation. Her silver-hued gaze flicked back and forth between Lewis and Kasamir about the duration of the upcoming event. It ended up settling on one day, and Csuri was glad that had won out. The carnival had been way too loud and too long, causing annoyance, since Csuri had had to be there all three days. It had seriously dampened her end-of-year studying.

Kasamir was talking up Linsey's contributions to the school, which was seeming to rub the super tall kid in the wrong way. It made sense, as in the same way they'd compared Sunshine Boy to Linsey, or the way Linsey had been compared to Aria before her. It was just rude. And Csuri was sure that if somehow she ended up as one of the Head Students, she'd probably be compared to Lewis and Souleymane. "Comparison is the thief to joy." She spoke aloud, her words in an annoyed monotone as always. But Kasamir spoke on Lewis having the backing of prefects and students alike, to which Csuri nodded.

"I guess it's just hard because people keep comparing me to her and others as if I'm not good enough to stand on my own merit. But I'm certain we can make this work if we all work together. It's going to take a lot of planning, but we're all smart, savvy kids. We can totally do this!" Well, at least Lewis seemed excited. Though Csuri was always looking for a good project, and this seemed as good as any. Kasamir and Lewis seemed to agree to needing a filter, which Kas said was to make sure there weren't ten renditions of Chekov. "I'd be shocked if there's even one rendition of Chekov." She said, having not meant it aloud, but deciding it was likely true enough.

As the conversation spurred toward shop owners, the fight seemed to be on. "If they own a shop, they're probably already getting enough business to stay open. And they're free to come mingle during the event! We just don't need them to take the helm. They're great, don't get me wrong, but calling upon professionals negates the whole point. That'd be like saying we're doing a student talent show, then hiring only big, professional bands to play. It makes no sense!" And then the conversation bounced to Su, who had been listening to the conversation as well. They chimed in with a note about variety, planning, and spacing. Then there was a look between the two seventh years, almost seeming like they had had this very conversation before. "Wouldn't the solution there also be vetting? Or making sure that everyone that wants to bake goes in one area, while those cooking are in another. Add another for the artists... Or even do multiple sections of bakers, but split them up so they're easier to find? In the end, does it matter if they buy a pastry from Person A or Person B? So long as the quality is there, of course. If a parent wants to buy specifically from their kid, surely they'd do just that." Of course, she wasn't the world leading expert on parents... but it made sense.

"Right. So we make sure we organize locations. It shouldn't be that hard, since everything will be outdoors in a controlled space. And of course, any donations would be collected and turned into the Prefect's Coffer for next year. That way even more students can express themselves! Plus also, these events are a lot, and even knowing we're going to make it back up with some well placed doe-eyes at parents doesn't negate that. Plus, I'd feel better if we can leave with more money than we started with, but that's secondary." Csuri rolled her eyes before looking back over at Su, who seemed somehow more frustrated by Lewis. They said that they might need contributions for supplies and ingredients and such. That... actually wasn't a terrible plan. Of course, before she could speak up, they were talking about students testing... though perhaps that was more pointed.

"Wouldn't the easiest solution be to contract with the two or three stores for supplies? Work with Sweet Sprouts for grocery, for instance. And Abrams, doesn't your family own an art shop? We could get supplies that way, potentially at a lower cost point if we mention it's something of a charitable contribution." She shifted slightly, moving to chew on her nails. Csuri also noticed that Su was moving cans about the room, but the younger teen opted not to mention it for now. "Yes! Well, no, but yes. It's one thing to get supplies at shops. We'd have to do that regardless. But not to have the students take too far an advantage of this. Buying ingredients is one thing, having shops sell fully made items is another entirely. And yes, yes, I know that most of the prefects have their important exams, but if we plan this out logically, it'll still be a day of reprieve for everyone. Just like the last few Prefect-led events were. I'm sure we can make it work if we all put in thoughts. We have an incredible bunch of Prefects, so I'm sure we've got this set."