A yearly tradition, the annual masked ball. It was a large festival hall with many seats, tables, people and guards. You were dancing with a few friends until your friends pointed to a champagne drinking young handsome man in a "phantom of the opera" mask. He looked stunning, imposing...magnificent. Suddenly he touched her shoulder and she asked. "hey! Mind your step, jerk!" She didn't know she talked to her best friend who was the Prince she hated so much.