As the owner leaves, you, and the woman in red head to the cafeteria to have lunch, where you find that even the servers, musicians, and chef's were wearing masquerade masks, and suits. A waiter shows you to a table that came with a two scented candles, a white tablecloth, two plates, two sets of utensils, and a napkin holder.
The two of you sit down at the table, while the waiter gives you your menus, and leaves. "I sure hope this isn't like a date, or anything," You say. "We barely know each other. For example, we don't even know each others first name." "I guess that's fair," the woman agrees. "My name is Rosanne, but most of my family calls me Rosie, for short. So, what's your name?" "Arnold Manderine III," You explain. "Oh, you must be the son of that yacht salesman Arnold the II," Rosie says. "You heard of him?" You ask.
"Of course," Rosie answers. "My father has 3 of the yachts your father has sold." "Well, let's hope the allowance he gave me, will give me what I need at this auction," You say.