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Lucky for Lizzy, Mot was not too far away at the time of the text. He read it over, grinning that his expertise on gambling would actually do good. And was needed. Mot texted back on his eyephone. 'To the rescue~'.

A short while later, the tall cowboil knocked on the door to make his presence known, letting himself in shortly afterward. "Howdy~. Lizzy asked for me?" She was here, so this had to have been room 207. He lingered just inside the room by the doorway for the time being.

Ah, yes, the hug. Lizzy and hugs were synonymous with one another. He gladly returned the quick hug, and allowed himself to be dragged to the table, where he took a seat of his own beside Lizzy. "I don't mind. I love helping~." He did. Loved it. Mostly cause it gave him brownie points. Also cause it made him feel good to help.

Mot leaned back in his chair, his hands folded on his ribs, fingers interlocking as he pondered the theme of the prom. He had done him some thinking on his way over since the text message, thinking back to all the places he'd gambled previously.

He wanted to hear what others had to say, of course, but being passionate about gambling, he had to get the ball rolling. "How about making the tables look like poker tables? Streamers with dice strung through, and even making the chairs backs look like cards?"

"Huh?" said Ren, dragged away from Nukpana talking, his eyes catching the surprised expression on Vaith's face as the reaper mouthed a question to him. He blinked, gaze flickering first at the approaching Xiu, then quickly back to his friend.

"Yeah," he answered with a smile. "Which is why I'm telling you that you should ask...you know. To the dance. It would be fun. Maybe we could even double, though I don't know if you'd want that. Either way, I think you should."

The arrival of the ghoul in question made him stop talking, and Ren smiled up at her. "Yes, I was thinking of volunteering," he said. "What about you? What are you planning on helping with?"

Vaith was back to looking like his old self. Ren felt a small smirk cross his face. "Kindly excuse the Old Man here," he said to Xiu, giving Vaith's arm a playful push. "He seems to have forgotten that it's polite to volunteer for things."

He grinned at his friend to let him know he was just teasing, then gave a casual shrug, scratching his head with his bandaged hand. "I was thinking of volunteering for decorating, actually," Ren answered thoughtfully, his tail flicking absently into his lap. "I mean, I have wings, so it would help for the harder to reach stuff. I can't cook, so that's out of the question, really."

"Oh, come on, when was I ever polite?" Vaith nudged back, although his face remained forever stuck in a frown, his nudging of the other boil and light tone indicated otherwise. He tipped his head, to lean against Ren's shoulder, with a careless familiarity. Xiu was enthusiastic enough to take over Vaith's share, his distracted tone answering her, as if in automatic mode. "M'hm. Nice .." His posture and tone was a little lethargic, eyelids closing .. Only for a moment, he promised himself.

Only a moment it was, as Xiu directed her attention back towards him. Visibly, he shook off the sleepiness, straightening his back a little. "Oh. M'hm. Ren's in decorating and you're in the cooking crew." He looked up, mentally trying to list the pros and cons of each. Essentially, the only pro was that a friend was on each team. Did he have to choose between Ren and Xiu? Xiu sounded like she'd appreciate his help .. but hanging out with Ren was cool.

Vaith realized the bigger question here: Why was he making a choice?

His thoughts ended with an unexpected line, that he didn't expect himself to choose either.

"I'll do both."

"There's been spiked punch before?" Jericho asked with a raised brow. That must have been one hell of an event. Shaking his head to himself, he looked towards Lizzy and grinned widely.

"Dice. We'll need lots of dice for sure. Maybe dice lanterns or something like that," he nodded before waving to Mot upon the reaper's arrival.

Glancing towards the other boys in the room, Ren and a reaper he wasn't too familiar with, he nodded again as it seemed they were going to be joining the decorations team as well.

Mot gave a wave to Jericho. The boil seemed keen on the dice idea. "Lanterns shaped like dice? Great idea!" Mot nodded. The whole idea of casino themed prom had the reaper all a tingle with joy.

This prom comity was pretty cool.He liked the social interaction. Why hadn't he thought of joining before? Good thing Lizzy was around to drag him into things!

Still keeping his post by the door, afraid to interfere with the official business, Christof shifted anxiously as he held his breath when the Manticore swept in. Just... just... stay quiet and she won't notice you. She seemed plenty distracted by the countless other people she could talk ears off of.

Instead, he tried to focus on the meeting at hand, mind furiously trying to figure out what he could possibly offer.

Gingerly, he mentally reached out, hoping Riley was listening, I could... make some things if needed, Mistress? I would not like to answer questions, though, I am not good at that, please.

Everyone else seemed to be in a frenzy about a bunch of other things that Ash really didn't care too much about. She was the DJ. Music was her main concern. She had plenty of songs to dance to in mind but slow songs... those were always so hard to hit the right key on. Either nobody would like them or only a few people would like it or it would turn out to not really be a song that anyone could dance to...

So while they fussed over cake and streamers and everything else Aislin continued to consider music. Or rather she would have continued if Cady hadn't shown up. It was a bit of a surprise to see her here of all places. Eyes opened in surprise, she looked over the other ghoul before giving a dismissive wave of her hand and a flip of her floating hair. "It's Prom Committee. We're deciding how things should be set up. You know, like decorations, food, punch... music." She said the last word very pointedly, raising her voice to be heard above the chatter of everyone else.

Crossing her arms over her chest she cocked a hip. Still standing close to Riley. "You know all of that other stuff is good and all but it wouldn't really be a dance without good music. Right?"