"Young Master, it is time for you to get up," Sebastian drew the curtains open and turned his attention to the sleeping master who was swallowed in white sheets. Ciel groaned and rolled away from the sun. The butler sighed, annoyed with the fussy earl. He then swiftly stripped Ciel of his sheets. "There is no time to waste sir. You're to have guests arrive in 6 hour's time. However, in the meantime, you are scheduled for a mathematics, violin, and French lessons. Now, get up." The boy snickered and opened his eyes, "What guests do you speak of? I have no memory of inviting anyone today." "Lady Elizabeth is coming over for a visit, my lord. It is clear that she has met another woman around your age in which she has become quite fond of. I believe she wants to introduce you to her." Sebastian explained to the weary master. Ciel rolled his eyes and was now sitting upright in bed and stretching. The servant continued the daily routine of dressing his master and escorted himself to the dinning hall.

Sebastian shook his head disapprovingly while pinching the bridge of his nose with his index finger and thumb. "I give up! I hate graphs!" Ciel threw down his pen in frustration and slammed back in his chair while Sebastian giggled at his master's frustration. There was a faint knock at the door. Sebastian fixed his composure and answered the knock that was repeated, yet louder, as if it were desperate. Finny looked up at Sebastian, who towered him as he stuttered, looking down and twiddling his thumbs, "Um…M-miss Elizabeth is here umm Mister Sebastian sir." Sebastian only nodded and sent a message that the Earl is be out shortly. Finny smiled and agreed before running off.

Ciel rolled his eyes and followed Sebastian to the grand hall. There awaiting was the always flamboyant Elizabeth. Behind her was a shy girl who looked suspicious yet innocent at the same time. Elizabeth ran to Ciel and tackled him with a loving hug. He peeked over his fiance's shoulder and observed the strange girl Elizabeth came with.

The girl looked up at Ciel with a half worried, half blank face. Ciel noticed every detail in her about the mystery woman. She had large eyes that were as green as emeralds that graced her collar bones. Her hair was as snow-white and cropped short to her chin. This girl had small freckles that danced across her thin, fair cheeks. Ciel looked down past her face, trying not to be perverted during the intake of her body image. The stranger wore a long, purple dress with white lace and bows of baby blue. Her dress was low-cut, exposing a small amount of cleavage. The girl's skinniness traveled down her arms and whole body, except her breasts in which Ciel widely blushed at. Shyly, Elizabeth's guest bit her light pink lip that allowed her observer to note perfect white teeth.

Giggling, Elizabeth let go of Ciel and skipped over to her friend, dragging her to the earl. "Ciel, this is Océane Dupont. She's from France! Isn't that lovely?" Elizabeth squealed happily in her high-pitched voice and grinned with her hands clasped together, close to her chest. The girl, who now had a name, looked up at Ciel and bit her lip again. "Quite indeed, how do you do Miss Dupont?" Ciel offered his hand to her as he slightly bowed. Océane glanced at his hand and then looked up at his face, taking in his image.

A silent moment went by before Ciel dropped his hand to his side and straightened himself. The female guest looked around the room, scanning everything in her vision. Sebastian butted out into the silence, "Excuse me but I have readied some tea." His master nodded and gave a small sigh. Everyone followed to the parlor, Ciel being forced to skip ahead with Elizabeth, leaving Océane behind to walk in front of Sebastian. "I know what you are, dirty rat." Océane purposely whispered loudly as Sebastian walked by to open the door for her.