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"Really? I didn't notice." She admitted. The doll was a little too focused on something else at that time to remember any particular games. "Well, it looks like we're in for a eventful night anyways." Nodding to herself, flushing again when he kissed her hand.

Her gaze followed his over to a familiar couple, who had recently arrived. From the ghoul's appearance, most of her hair had grown back, leaving her less..boilish looking than she had before. As much as she disliked the ghoul, Mei would keep herself from making any comments to Junko. Last thing she wanted, was for this night to be ruined over a childish feud. "Huu, looks like someone is more comfortable in his own formal wear." She thought out loud, eying the ghost boil. Something else seemed..different about him as well. Shrugging it off she returned her attention to Bul.

Mei was still no pro dancer, but she had improved enough to not stumble or trip while dancing. It would take a lot of dedication in practicing before be considered 'good'. At least she didn't stick out like a sore thumb as she had before. That was a plus.

Her movements stopped when Bul called to another boil. Offering a smile, she waved to the hellhound. "Good choice." She murmured to Demi, pleased with his fashion choice. She raised a brow, "Wallflower? Why?" she peered around the room as if to spot who ever or whatever he was keeping a low profile from. Giving up, she tapped her finger against her chin. "I--you were on the island. I remember you."

"Oh good." She was thoroughly relieved when Charlie said that now was not the time to dance. She was fidgeting with her dress anyway; it was strapless and she didn't have a shawl. Her shoulders felt odd and her arms were bare, which apparently made her uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable. "I...I bet your room is awesome!" She chirped, though she had never seen his room before...which was likely because it scared the ever-scaring FEAR out of her.

"Oooh! That was close!" Amrita clapped for Charlie's attempt, smiling lightly at his way off Yee-haw. "Yeehaw~" She murmured herself, swirling a finger in the air. "...Oh! They're moving!" Grabbing the extra fabric on Charlie's sleeve, she pointed over towards Lizzy and the rest of their friends.

"Come on, Charlie!" She tugged, urging him to the group with a big smile on her half lips.

Lowering herself with the time given by Ash (still light enough to make sure her fineries were still intact), she waved a hand of thanks to the banshee ghoul behind the equipment before rounding an outstretched arm around Mot's shoulders. With a balled fist at the end, she tightened just a bit roughly; if the boil could move like that, he had to have some muscles hiding somewhere in that skinny form, right? Right.

Yer aaall rite, cowboil. Did some good steppin' out thar. She made her way back to the table, releasing Mot's shoulders and grinning at Jericho as she took her seat. The dragon had made a loud cry earlier, but in her attention to the dance missed what it was about. Whats eetin' ya, Jericho- Following the red dragon's line of sight, her eyes narrows significantly in a short period of time. The very second she saw a pup, in fact.

Imma hunt me a pup, I tell ya what... She would have shot out of her seat at that very moment if is wasn't for the fact that she was still regaining her normal breathing pattern. She was also rather thirsty... dancing is hard work.

Peering about the table, she looked for water.

Watching everyone else dance... it was torture. Especially because more people weren't doing it. Ash set down her headphones and made her way around the side of the booth. So long as she was CLOSE to it she could still technically be out on the floor and have some dance fun, show off a bit, maybe lure someone over to keep her company as she did her job. Where was her date? She glanced over the crowd looking for Sparrow with no luck.

Oh well. She stood in front of the booth now, dancing solo. It would have been a nice song to have a partner to but she could have just as much fun by herself. Gyrating her hips she glided smoothly in the small area in front of the ScreeJay booth as she stepped energetically to the song.

Lizzy was brought out of her *w* state by a tap on the arm. For a moment, she felt lost - until her eyes landed on the person who had tapped her on her shoulder. Immediately, she smiled, spinning around to face the ghoul and her date for the night.

"Amrita! Charlie!" She happily grabbed both of them into a group hug, giving them both a squeeze before letting go, all smiles as she looked them over, "Amrita looks extra pretty tonight and you look so handsome, Charlie~ Don't get food all over that nice coat now!"

The ghoul nodded. Her plate wasn't exactly empty but she'd tried a bite of everything at this point. Everything but dessert. "Well that's true. Dun't think they'll be out of food for a while anyway." It seriously looked like they had enough food to feed the school for over a year here. Food done, until dessert that is, there was two things left that could be done at a dance. Talk more, or dance.

Holly raised a brow. "Later huh? Won't believe it until I see it." She grinned. Having only seen him dance twice, one being a dance with him herself, she would be surprised to see him to instigate any sort of dancing.

What was that about? West seemed mad now and it was partially directed toward her and Levi. "Levi? I met her once the other day. She seemed nice and had ... similar interests as I do." Which was surprisingly hard to find at this school. "Something wrong with me knowing her?" Besides, it was cheer for the ghoul she had met once, or a boil she didn't know. Easy decision.

It was like a switch was turned on in Damien's head as soon as he had no choice but to be courteous and suave like he was trained to be.

It was second nature to wave back to the Beast and Doll, before giving them a polite bow before addressing the ghoul with a warm smile. "Why thank you for the compliments, but its really the boil that wears the garment so well, I cannot take all the compliments." he said with the briefest of pauses.

"However that pales in comparison with the vision of beauty I see before me, really now Bul is quite lucky to have you on his arm,.Damien, its wonderful to meet you without the threat of paintballs and the fog at last." he said with a flourish and gave the Beast a nod of approval. Hopefully, his own choice of attire was just as fitting for himself as his choices for the red boil lighting up the room, almost literally.

He did feel a bit nervous while the doll looked about for anything that he might have shying away from as he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. "I'm not exactly comfortable in such large groups like this." he admitted honestly to the ghoul. Bul already knew how he felt about suits and the whole affair to begin with so there really was no need to go into the details again, after all it was a party.

So he tried to divert the topic. "Yes, sadly we all were a bit worse for wear during that time and it wasn't the best moment to make introductions." He replied back, already feeling the itchy uncomfortable sensation from the suit.