It was near dinnertime, everything was getting done by the maids, the kitchen was bustling with maids and servers of the mansion, you, the daughter/son of the owner of this mansion, had invited one of your friend to dinner at your father's mansion today, though, your friend was a delinquent, but, you felt bad, and offered them to have dinner at your house, and convinced your father and mother. You hear the doorbell ring..it must be him.