Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26571677-20160218071019/@comment-25924729-20160307071235

"Madame Casztellan, i hate to interrupt but dinner is szerved! Your preszence and ze guest's are required promptly in ze main bay." Gustave materialized like a ghost from the artificial clouds, deliverin ghis lines and filling as much posion in the word 'Guest' as possible, startling Zhu-li and utterly ruining the moment.

She turned to the door with a pained sigh. "Alright, c'mon." the reluctance in her voice was clear, she never let go of his hand as Gustave stepped aside, shooting Amilanthior a dirty look as they passed out from the Bridge to the main bay with the dining table.

The couple chose seats next to each other, and let Gustave tie pristine white napkins around their necks. If he had turned around, Amilanthior may have caught a glimpse of the butler's expression as he applied the napkin, as if pondering whether now would be a good time to strangle him?

Joseph, already seated oppposite, eyed Gustave with dry amusement. Fortunately, the butler didn't follow through with his plan, tied the napkin properly and left.

"Master Nightshade," Joseph tried making conversation. "How do you like your steak?"

(If you get that 'How do you like your steak' reference, you are awesome)