(The opening ends to the view of a glum Randy resting his head on his hand and staring into the distance before he is startled by someone slamming their palms on the table he is at.)
Wess: I need you to pick a tablecloth.
Randy: Aren't they both the same?
Wess: I don't even know why I asked!
(Wess walks out of the scene as Yoshi comes in carrying a massive sound speaker on his shoulder, which bounces his sister and the table he's moping on again to jump in the air when he drops it on the ground.)
Yoshi: So, have you picked out a tux yet?
Randy: What's the point? Who cares about the dance if Blane isn't going?
Yoshi: Oh, don't worry; he's going. Wess! I thought we agreed: No doilies!
Wess: If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines!
(The boys are interrupted by the sound of doors opening.)
Natalia: Your dance is gonna have fog machines?
Wess: We were thinking about it...
Natalia: That's pretty cool.
Sunny: You boys all excited for dress-up?
Randy: Pfft... Yeah, right!
Yoshi: Laugh all you want. I'll be turning heads tomorrow night!
Wess: What are you two wearing?
Sunny: Uuhhh... this?
Natalia: Ignore her for she knows not what she says.
Sunny: Hey, I may have moved to Mistral, but I grew up in Vacuo. It's not exactly fancy dressy kind of place.
Yoshi: Yeah, we noticed.
Sunny: Soooo... what does Blane think of all this? He still being all, y'know... Blane-y?
Wess: Obviously.
Randy: I still can't think of a way to change his mind.
Yoshi: Guys. Trust me; Blane will be at the dance tomorrow.
(The Faunus himself is sitting at one of the library tables with a holographic screen in front of him. He is obviously more sleep-deprived than ever, barely focusing on what he's seeing... until a small, bright red light appears on the screen. Moving up and down, Blane's eyes follow it down to his hand, then disappears entirely. He looks behind himself, obviously irritated, but no one walking among the tables is his culprit.)
(Turning back to the computer, he starts typing on the beeping keyboard before the laser dot appears on his hand briefly, prompting him to look around again and still find no one. The red point shows up on the screen, moving around in circles until Blane scowls and pounds his fists on the table. He stands up from his chair and finds the light on the floor, following it blindly through shelves of books until both the dot and its pursuer turn the corner, only for Blane to bump, shocked and shaken out of him more "animal" instincts, into...)
Yoshi: He-lloooo!
Blane: What are you...?
Yoshi: We need to talk.
(And with that, amid Blane's single cry of surprise, Yoshi whisks his partner out of the scene.)
(Emerging from the steaming bathroom in nothing but a pink towel wrapped around his lower body, Rey sighs in contentedness and starts walking away, only to be stopped by Jen suddenly appearing in front of her.)
Jen: We need to talk!
(And with that, amid Rey's single cry of surprise, Jen pulls her teammate away, leaving her bottle of "Samurai Shampoo" to spin in the air before dropping to the ground.)
Jen: Rey... I'm just gonna say it. You are one of my best friends. These past few months, I feel like we've really bonded, even though you don't say much. I mean, you're really quiet. To be perfectly honest, I don't know that much about you, personally, but darnit, I consider you to be the sister I never had!
