"I think you've had enough of bad ones for a while," he said. "There's a royal party coming up tomorrow night to celebrate a friend of mine's birthday and anniversary, and I want you all to join us, so tomorrow you guys can start getting ready because the party starts at 7 pm."
"Party? Dress up? Such a pain, but we will attend it since it's right here," she replied and he patted her on the shoulder.
"Good," he said, chuckling, "because I'm pretty sure I would have dragged you guys along whether you liked it or not."
"That's so you; my father said you did it to him many times, so I'm sure you won't mind doing it all over again," she replied, and he grinned.
"Do you need help with the decorations or anything?" she inquired.
"Don't worry about it; the maids have already begun decorating, cakes have been ordered, and invitations have been sent; these things spread quickly with the internet," he responded.
"Yeah, and I presume the media will be here?" she inquired.
