You get a cookie, or any other sweet treat of your choosing, if you can guess who the other guests are, based on their descriptions. But you'll have to get the treat from your own supply, I have my own cookie stash and they're mine. :}

I used some lines here and there from the movie, my tribute to a fantastic comedy.

Dinner

The dining table was set for seven, three chairs to each side and a chair at the head.

"There is a place card on each plate." the butler informed them.

Sesshomaru sat across from Mrs. White, much to his joy. His discontent was from Ms. Scarlet being seated next to him, and Professor Plum being seated next to Mrs. White. He and the beauty across from him were at the far end. Mrs. Peacock sat next to Professor Plum at the other end of the table, Colonel Mustard sat across from her. A maid brought out the first course, a broth soup.

"Is there another guest?" Kagome asked.

"Yes, madam, Mr. Black. He will be along momentarily." the butler replied.

Kagome waited, as did Sesshomaru, the others did not. The butler told them to go ahead. Ten minutes passed before a ring of the front bell alerted them to the new arrival.

The butler exited, the others heard words exchanged between the butler and the latest guest. The butler returned a few moments later, a man walked into the dining room behind him and sat down. He eyed the guests, recognizing them, seeing them start without him. He noticed the two at the opposite end had waited for him to arrive, but a peculiar thing caught his attention. He cleared his throat.

"Who are you?" he asked, looking at the pretty woman at the end of the table.

"Mrs. White sir." she replied.

"No, you are not." he stated.

"I am sir. I received a letter, an invitation to dinner, at this grand home." she said.

Sesshomaru saw the butlers eyes flash, his eyes narrowed.

"The first letter of your first name?" Mr. Black inquired.

"K, sir." she responded.

"And no one else at the address has that starting initial?" he questioned.

"No, sir." she answered.

"Do you know a woman by name of Kikyo?" he asked, scenting no lies.

"Yes, sir. She is my cousin." she replied.

"But she does not live with you?" he inquired.

"No, sir. She lives in Shibuya district." she responded.

Mr. Black's reaction was unmistakable, unbelieving, but unrefutable. She scented of absolute honesty. Sesshomaru watched the man. He was tall, around 5'10", average build. His red eyes gave away to his demon heritage, hanyou, the males scent told him. Black hair, loose and flowing, reached to his waist. Sesshomaru sensed a malice to the man, a foreboding of darkness to him. Sesshomaru would not let down his guard around this guest.

"Sir? I will excuse myself. I did not mean to come uninvited." Kagome stated, pushing her chair back and beginning to rise.

"Mrs. White, please remain seated. It is I who should apologize, for my ill-manner. I can not fault a beautiful, intelligent woman for someone else's error." the man said, a false sweetness to his tone.

"I do not wish to impose, sir. I would not desire anyone here, to be uncomfortable." she stated, truly sincere.

"On the contrary Mrs. White. I think your poise and grace will be most welcomed here tonight. I would feel blessed to have you stay and enjoy the festivities of the evening, whatever they may be." the man rebuffed.

"Then I would be most pleased to stay and enjoy the gracious hospitality." she stated, bowing to her head.

Dinner continued, the first course cleared, the second course served. Mrs. Peacock took a sip of her drink, then spoke.

"Professor Plum? What do you do?" she asked.

"I'm a doctor, but I don't practice." he replied.

"Practice makes perfect doctor. And I think men need a little practice, don't you Mrs. White?" Ms. Scarlet questioned, a devious quality to her voice.

"What kind of work do you do then Professor Plum?" Mrs. White inquired, redirecting the topic.

"Family planning. I work for the Ministry of Medicine." he responded.

"And you Ms. Scarlet?" Mrs. White asked.

"Entertainment." she replied, a sexual tilt to her tone..

"Oh, that sounds interesting. Do you sing?" Mrs. White inquired, not catching the vibe.

"If the moment calls for it." Ms. Scarlet responded, playfully.

"Mrs. White? What do you do?" Mrs. Peacock questioned.

"I'm a teacher, third grade." she answered.

"I commend you. Teachers are under-appreciated in today's world." Col. Mustard stated.

"Thank you, sir." Mrs. White returned.

"And you Col. Mustard? Are you really a Colonel?" Prof. Plum asked.

"I am. In the Self-Defense Force." he replied.

"Then I commend you as well, sir. Your job is hard and harsh. I admire your dedication to your duty." Mrs. White stated.

"Your words are truly touching, madam. I thank you." Col. Mustard said, bowing his head.

"I am aware of the Colonel's hard work. I can guarantee his dedication to duty." Ms. Scarlet suggested.

"Have we met before?" Col. Mustard questioned.

"I've certainly seen you before, although you may not of seen me." Ms. Scarlet answered cryptically.

"Mrs. Peacock? Your profession?" Prof. Plum inquired.

"I own a fitness club." she responded.

"That sounds like loads of fun." Ms. Scarlet commented, sarcastic.

"Do you teach martial arts classes?" Mrs. White asked, redirecting again.

"Yes, we do. I am the main instructor." Mrs. Peacock replied, staring at Ms. Scarlet.

"My brother and I have taken classes together since we were children, a sibling bonding experience. I believe that is also helped us with discipline and control. Perhaps after dinner we can discuss your club further." Mrs. White stated, trying to lift the tension.

"I would be most eager for the opportunity to speak with you. I too have a brother who took classes with me and found a closer relationship with him for it." Mrs Peacock said, appreciating the comments and turn of conversation.

"Mr. Black? What work are you involved in?" Mrs. White questioned.

"I have my hands in several ventures, all of them very lucrative." he answered, a charming tilt to his tone.

"Are you an entrepreneur?" Mrs. White asked, truly curious.

"In a manner of speaking." Mr. Black replied.

"Fine then Mr. Black, keep your secrets for now. I'll wiggle it out of you yet." Mrs. White told him, merriment in her tone.

"I am wishing I had met you first, instead of your cousin. You are quickly proving to be a lady of unequaled measure." Mr. Black commented.

"Thank you, sir. Kikyo isn't that bad though, she is ... a diamond in the rough." Mrs. White defended.

Mr. Black chuckled, "Mrs. White, now I do wish I had met you first. I nod to your defense of your family member." Mr. Black stated, a knowing, secret twinkle in his eye.

The second course was removed and dessert was set before them. Mrs. White took a small taste, her eyes widened in surprising joy. She motioned for the butler.

"Please give my compliments to the kitchen staff, the meal was delicious, but dessert is heavenly." Mrs. White commented.

"I am pleased that you are enjoying it. I will be certain to pass your praise along." he said.

Dinner finished, the butler adjourned everyone to the study. He spoke softly with a servant in the hall, who retreated. The butler refreshed everyone's drinks, but had to leave to fetch Mrs. White more tea.

"You do not drink Mrs. White?" Prof. Plum asked.

"No, sir. It is a personal choice." she replied, unashamed.

Mr. Black watched the interaction from a chair at the back of the study. No, this Mrs. White was nothing like her cousin. He wondered what her reaction would be, when she learned what her cousin had done and still did. He felt her spiritual powers, she surpassed Kikyo in strength, perhaps he really did go after the wrong woman.

Sesshomaru watched everyone, but Mrs. White especially. She was the sweetest, kindest, most selfless person he had ever met. He admitted to himself that he was jealous a little when she spoke with the other men at dinner, but realized fast that she was just being a gracious guest. Her interest in him had not waned, it was merely put on hold.

The butler was carrying her tea when he stumbled a bit. Mrs. White was up in a flash to assist him. She steady the man, taking the tea cup and placing it on the coffee table. She held his arm the entire time. She inquired to his state, if he was alright. The butler was confused by her concern for a second, before realizing she sincerely did care. He assured her he was fine, looking down, he saw that the rug had creased up. He pointed down, Kagome noticed the rug, looked back to the butler and they both chuckled.

"It seems my luck of tripping over silly things has rubbed off, usually I'm the one falling over pebbles in the grass. I swear my brother says, 'I could fall down standing still', I'm so clumsy." she told him.

The butler smiled at her comment, and bade her to return to her seat.