What to pick, what to pick.
I shouldn't really eat to much until the God Rank Magic Knight arrives in the ball, I want to have a chat with him while eating and holding our plates on top of our palms.
I really like to have a long chat with him and hear his story on how he became the most powerful person in the world.
" Why does it sound so dreamy to me?".
This is not a Yaoi Story Marco, Focus!.
* Marco and Taruko were the only ones who take the battle on the buffet section, most of the people there was dancing and filling the room with their graceful movements.
" That's not my style, I'm sorry ".
Marco stated while he looks at the people dancing, he's holding a fragile white plate on his right hand and a golden colored fork on his left.
On top of the plate was a thick slice of a well-done steak and on the side was a smoking hot baked potato.
" Even if I can dance I won't do it ".
It's because I don't really like attention from the nobles to begin with; and not more likely a royal one.
{ Marco can't dance, He's as stiff as a dried wooden stick }
" But there's one thing I can do ".
And that is to find the Dillion familia in this party hall before I forget.