Everyone already settled in their school life. The protagonists start uncovering a plot by Roman Torchwick and the White Fang while Cinder Fall's plan also moves forward with her followers Emerald Sustrai and Mercury Black infiltrating the academy w...
Ruby resting her head on her hand and staring into the distance before she is startled by someone slamming their palms on the table she is at.
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Weiss: (smiling) I need you to pick a tablecloth. (slides two squares over to Ruby, both seeming to be similar shades of white)
Ruby: (confused) Aren't they both the same?
Weiss: (sighs in frustration) I don't even know why I asked!
Weiss walks out of the scene as Yang comes in carrying a massive sound speaker on her shoulder, which bounces her sister and the table she's moping on again to jump in the air when she drops it on the ground.
Yang: (brushing her hands as she approaches Ruby) So, have you picked out a dress yet?
Ruby: What's the point? Who cares about the dance if Blake isn't going?
Yang: Oh, don't worry; she's going. (looks over off-screen, exasperated) Weiss! I thought we agreed: No doilies!
Weiss: (walks up to Yang, pointing in her face) If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines!
The girls are interrupted by the sound of doors opening.
Neptune: (walking in with Sun) Your dance is gonna have fog machines?
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Weiss: (stepping up to him, becoming sweet) We were thinking about it...
Neptune: That's pretty cool.
Sun: (coming into the scene, acting suave to Weiss' ire) You ladies all excited for dress-up?
Ruby: Pfft... Yeah, right!
Yang: Laugh all you want. I'll be turning heads tomorrow night!
Weiss: (addressing Sun and Neptune) What are you two wearing?
Sun: Uuhhh... this? (gestures to his current shirtless outfit)
Neptune: (steps up and holds a hand in front of his friend's face.) Ignore him for he knows not what he says.
