You are a noble at a masquerade and you were bored out of your mind. You were sitting at your table with your head resting on your hand. Just then, a man wearing a beautifully detailed suit and a gray scarf with a metal scarf pin and an extremely detailed black owl mask with intricate golden details.

"I noticed that you're quite alone on this fine night."

He holds his hand out to you.

"Would I be lucky enough to maybe, get a dance?"