You arrived at the masquerade ball. There are a lot of high-class people here, and another percentage are servants and townspeople, few low-class people dance.

A long moment later, a masked man noticed you, passing his white-gloved hand through yours, inviting you to dance and unable to identify the young man because he has a mask on.

Please come and dance with me.

His kind voice fills your ears, he's so gentleman to you.