De Vil-Radcliffe

Chapter 6- Be Our Guest

"Sophie? Are you up?"

"Yes, Bloss, I'm getting dressed!"

"Come out before you do anything to yourself."

"Too late." I smiled as I opened the door.

Blossom marveled at the dalmatian-like dress. It had an A-line cut, and the back went down to my ankles. My bright orange hair was loose and down to the middle of my back. I had my contacts in, so I didn't need to wear glasses.

"Red heels, and then... this," Blossom said, placing the necklace with red jewels around my neck.

"Do you like it?" I asked, twirling.

"You took looking like a nerd and made it into a new trend," Blossom said, making me laugh.

"I'll take that," I nodded.

The bell rang outside, and I looked at my watch. "Come on, Prince Ben wanted us there early."

"Okay." Blossom rolled her eyes as I opened the door, rushing out.

We rushed down to the courtyard, walking gracefully while clutching our purses tightly. Mine was red, while hers was teal. We saw our classmates and joined the crowd. Prince Ben smiled at me as people arrived.

Ma cherie Mademoiselle,

It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure

That we welcome you tonight

And now, we invite you to relax

Let us pull up a chair

As the dining room proudly presents

Your dinner!

Be our guest

Be our guest

Put our service to the test

Tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie

And we'll provide the rest

Soup du jour

Hot hors d'oeuvres

Why, we only live to serve

Try the grey stuff

It's delicious!

Don't believe me?

Ask the dishes

They can sing, sing sing

They can dance dance dance

After all, Miss, this is France

And the dinner here is never second best

Go on, unfold your menu

Take a glance and then you'll

Be our guest

Oui, our guest

Be our guest

C'mon, yeah be our guest, guest guest

We tell jokes

I do tricks

With my fellow candlesticks

And it's all in perfect taste

That you can bet

Come on and lift your glass

You've won your own free pass