You had entered the Winters Ballroom not too long ago, and had saw the Schuyler Sisters being swarmed with soldiers impatient for their fathers riches. They had wanted their consideration in marriage, but none of the sisters gave in. One soldier, Hamilton, had loved Elizabeth Schuyler, their marriage was soon and you wanted to see Eliza before her big day. She didn’t know you at all, but she was very kind. You greeted her, she responded: “Elizabeth Schuyler, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”