Hamlet was led into a dark study. The Master's face was in shadow so even though he did not wear a mask Hamlet could not tell who he was. That is until he spoke.

"Mr. Hamlet as I understand it you were late arriving this evening." That voice was the voice Hamlet had heard giving many long winded explanations.

"Yes Master." Hamlet simply replied.

"You will therefore be punished after dinner." The Master explained.

"Yes Master."

"This evening is one of pleasure Mr. Hamlet. The masks and aliases offer a sense of anonymity that one cannot get elsewhere. This means that you can take what you desire without consequence. Many before coming here hadn't even dared to think about sharing pleasure with certain individuals but after being brought here they find that the opportunity presents itself. They might be cautious at first but eventually they act on that opportunity. Have I given you one of those opportunities this even Mr. Hamlet?" The Master asked.

"Yes Master."

"But with this privilege there comes certain rules. The main one is do not make someone due what they do not want to do. Every activity is monitored here and if you break that rule you will be thrown out of the Manor, banned from it, and risk being charged with sexual assault if your victim decides to bring charges against you. Is that perfectly clear Mr. Hamlet."

"Yes Master."

"Now another major rule is to not reveal the identities of anyone here including myself. If word reaches me that you have betrayed our privacy you will be forthwith banned from any Manor events."

"Yes Master."

"You already know that taking off your mask will result in punishment and minor disrespect will also result in punishment. Understood?"

"Yes Master."

"Now this night will go how it feels it will go. Do not try to force anything. Now this evening will be broken up into sections after dinner. The first section, of course, all of the guests on one room. After two hours the private rooms will open up. This will be your opportunity to be more selective about your partners. Now if later in the evening if you feel the need to change your partners every hour and a half the rooms will open up again you can go find whoever you feel the need to find. Now this Manor is magical to say the least. When these later switches happen the Manor will lead you to whom you are looking for and the room it thinks will best fit your needs. So let it guide you."

"Yes Master."

"Now before you leave this room you need to take this potion. It is a temporary sterilizer and it protects against any sexual infections. To go back into the dining room you must take this potion. If your refuse you will be escorted out of this Manor and you will never be invited back."

"I will take the potion Master." A goblet appeared on the Master's desk filled to the brim with a silver looking potion. Hamlet grabbed it and drank it swiftly.

"You may now return to dinner, oh but before you do know this, you are being watched."

"Yes Master." the butler arrived and took Hamlet back to his seat at the table.

The main course was then served.

"My mother loves this recipe." Laertes commented. "Husband number one introduced it to her before he disappeared."

"How many husbands did your mother have?" Ophelia asked.

"I lost count after husband number five." Laertes replied. "To be respectful," He looked as if the word respectful did not come out of his mouth often, "I have to ask how many of you are uncomfortable with giving another person pain for their pleasure." No one responded. Laertes just nodded and continued eating his food. A moment later the butler walked in and handed Laertes a card. He read it and snarled. "Apparently it is inappropriate to discuss our later activities at the table. I apologize to any unpleasantness that I might have caused."

"You apology is accepted." Claudius snickered. The butler arrive shortly after and handed Claudius a card. He scowled, set the card down, and then arranged his face in a pleased expression. "So Hamlet are you enjoying yourself so far?" He asked.

"That I am Claudius, that I am. I am also looking forward to the later events of the evening." Hamlet winked at Claudius. It was half a suggestion. Claudius smirked as if to say 'of course'.

"If you two are done over there." Ophelia said. "I'd like to ask Gertrude over here if she enjoys her dinner I find it quite exquisite. The fish is delicious."

"I love eating fish." Gertrude replied, her voice filled with suggestion. Hamlet nearly choked on his food.

"I though you only like," he paused, "sausage." He looked at her.

"I like both." Gertrude replied as she took a bit of her fish. "And sometimes I even like them at the same time." She took another bit.

"Now settle down, Gertrude I think we can all agree, well most," Claudius glanced at Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, "that having both sausage and fish is quite wonderful."

The butler entered the room. "Desert will be served shortly but first I need to know what favor, vanilla, chocolate, or strawberry each of you would enjoy with a molten fudge brownie desert."

"I'll take chocolate." Laertes said. "I'm not much of a vanilla fan but I don't like to get crazy." He added. The rest of the guests just merely stated their preference without added on any extra information. Laertes, though, got what he wanted for Claudius was now thinking of ways to entertain Laertes and it showed on his face. It also seem that he was enjoying these mental escapades. The butler nodded as the guests finished their orders and then walked back out of the room.

"Was that comment really necessary?" Hamlet asked Laertes.

"I just wanted everyone to know my feeling about the flavors of ice cream that were offered." Laertes offered.

"Well it definitely gave me some ideas." Claudius commented.

"We already know that Claudius. We saw it on your face." Rosencrantz said. It was the first time they heard him speak all night.

The butler came in and served them their desert.

"I just love ice cream don't you?" Horatio asked taking a big bite of ice cream. Her face shorty contorted into a mask of pain. "Brian freeze."

"Put your thumb on the roof of your mouth dear." Ophelia said.

"I can put something else on the roof of your mouth if you want me to and it is a lot hotter than your thumb." Bernardo suggested surprising both himself and the other quests around the table.

"Bernardo!" Ophelia exclaimed. "Behave yourself."

The butler came in shortly afterward and handed Bernardo a card. "Of course." Bernardo mumbled to himself. "This should be interesting."

There was little talk over desert everyone seemed to be anticipating the night's events and eating quickly to get down to them, well as quickly as one could when eating ice cream

The butler returned just a few minutes after the last person put their spoon down.

"In a few moments you will start the second half of your evening here at the Denmark Manor. The Master told me to remind you that there are rules here and be sure to obey them." He paused for a moment. "I first require Mr. Laertes and Mr. Bernardo to follow me. If the rest of you will wait here for a moment." The butler departed.

Everyone stood in silence. The butler returned a few minutes later.

"If you would follow me please."