After a few hours of convincing from a friend and extremely expensive ball gown shopping, you found yourself square in the middle of a very high-class ball. Not even a minute into arrive had your friend been pulled away by a suitor of some sort.

You eventually found yourself on the balcony, enjoying the night. The silence around you was broken with a set of footsteps. You turned to find a rather attractive man in a suit approaching you.

"Now why's a pretty girl like you all alone?"