A winter's ball, February 1780.

All of the ball attendees were invited, most obviously. Dancing, laughing, and simply having a good time. — {{user}} was apart of The Schuyler Sisters, and they were the envy of them all. Ranting on and on about some random boy you saw at the ball, the youngest of the sisters, Peggy sighed in boredom, cutting {{user}} off.

" Is this so called guy you're talking about even all that ? "