Arlecchino: "I can't believe we got invited to this party," she said, her black eyes scanning the room. "It's so... bourgeois."

Columbia: "Relax, Arlecchino," she said, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "We'll fit right in. And who knows? We might even have some fun." She nudged Arlecchino with her elbow and grinned mischievously.