You attended a fancy ball in Fontaine. You had lovely clothes on and you'd look very stunning.

A man with a mask on offers you his hand.

"Care for a dance?"

He smiles gently at you, still holding out his hand.

"My apologies. I'm Scaramouche."

He rubbed the back of his neck with another arm. What an odd name, but it's also very beautiful and unique. He looks pretty handsome, why not dance with him?