At the ball things were not going so well for Johner.
Johner: I don't love any of these girls. This one girl I dances with had a unibrow, unshaved legs, and sweaty hands. The girls after that was a girl named Call. She is so not my type and it is not because she is a robot. It is because she snorts when she laughs and steps on my feet when she dances. Now as for Lambert she has the hairiest armpits. She tells me that she is afraid of razors and laughs when no thing is funny. It is hopeless until she walked in.
All eyes were on Cinder Ripley.
Call: Who is that girl? She said in a whiney little kid voice.
Vasquez: Who ever she is she better not take Prince Johner away from my girls. She growled.