30 : excited?

Bianca started to lead her date to the woods when she stopped in her tracks.

She turned her head, feeling Mr. Fantastic's grip tighten on her wrist.

"That will have to wait until later, Bianca. We have to have dinner first," he said, pointing his thumb behind him.

Bianca bit her lip and looked over her partner's shoulder. "Euh, I don't think so. It's a buffet, and it won't make a difference whether we go now or later."

Black pulled her to him and put an arm around her waist. He leaned into her ear, taking the opportunity in the process to fill his lungs with her scent. "The buffet is for the anonymous crowd, and we have to go there," he explained, looking up at a mansion.

Bianca pursed her lips and looked around, searching for her friends with her eyes. She didn't want to go there and wanted to stay here and enjoy the evening quietly.

She understood that Mr. Fantastic was an important person. He was wearing the same brooch as Augustine, and she had concluded that it was some em