While the audience reclined in chit-chats, the Infolord Supreme climbed the stage to give an opening speech. As usual, he appeared little to Daisy, his dreadlocks sweeping the floor of the stage. After his speech, the Master of Ceremony -- a huge and jovial male elf -- took over, and the show began. It first began with dances, dramas, and music from various crews in the institute.
While the audience enjoyed themselves, Daisy felt a pat on her shoulder.
"Oh, it's not her," the person said when Daisy turned. "But still an Earthling."
"And you are?" Daisy asked.
"This is Jarrol. I met one of you at the the museum's library."
"Oh," Bod said. "You are Jarrol, Launa's --"
"Don't say junk here." Daisy pinched him. "Sadly, she misplaced her admission card, so she didn't come," she said to Jarrol.
He sighed. "Needed to discuss something important with her."
"May I know why you're looking for her?" Daisy asked.
"Uhm -- no."
