The party progressed. We snacked on the food so nicely provided for us by the maid and the butler. We chatted with one another and, if we were lucky, got the chance to chat with Frank. I wanted to talk to him but at the same time I was a bit nervous. I didn't know what I'd do or what I'd say! I didn't want to stutter and act like a complete fool who wasn't capable of carrying on a conversation! So for the first hour, I hung low, talking to my Transylvanian friends and praising the Doctor on his latest plans to build a blonde muscleman.

Time had passed and I decided I needed a breath of fresh air and a short break from the party atmosphere. On my way out, I saw the butler, RiffRaff and the maid, Magenta, making some odd kind of symbol together with their elbows…hmm, odd… but anyway, I tried not to stare at them and made my way out the door. I looked up in the dark midnight sky. The moon looks nice from Earth, but let me tell ya, it looks a whole lot more beautiful from Transsexual!

I sat down on the grass and tried to think how I'd speak to Frank if we were to have a conversation. I could shake his hand, ask him how he was doing and talk about science with him! Nah, too plain and boring, besides, I'm sure he had conversations like that all the time. I could tell him I admired his confidence as a scientist and that I was interested in hearing about his future plans! No, it would probably be a monotonous conversation and it would most likely be a repetitive conversation for him. I could…

Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of heels clicking on the stairs leading up to the castle door.

"Are you not enjoying the party?" asked a deep, concerned voice coated with an accent. I'd know that voice anywhere, it was…

Frank.

"Oh, no, the party's lovely! I just came out here to take a breather." I chuckled. OK, I thought to myself, don't act foolish, you are going to have this conversation and it's going to be worthwhile for the both of you.

"I see. I know what you mean. I love all the adoration I'm showered with, but sometimes I just need a break!" I nodded. I couldn't believe this – I was talking to Frank – and I wasn't stumbling over my words! He walked over to where I was sitting and carefully sat down beside me, making a point not to wrinkle any of his fashionable attire. He was even more beautiful up close. He smelled of a strong cologne that made me feel even more attracted to him. I just wanted to run my fingers through that black, curly hair. I wanted to feel those lipstick coated lips on mine. I so deeply desired to feel those hands run up and down my body.

"So… have you taken the time to visit all the rooms in my castle yet?" Frank asked, turning his head to admire the large, Victorian style castle.

"Well, I've seen the first floor and I've seen your laboratory, of course, but I think that's it." I said. "I bet it's all so elegant." I thought out loud.

"Yes… would you like to take a peak into some of the rooms?" he asked. I don't know if my facial expression portrayed my excited emotion, but I was thrilled!

"I'd love it! But the other guests…won't they…?" I asked. I don't know why I didn't just accept the invitation and go with the flow but hey, I was trying to be considerate of my Transylvanian buddies.

"No, they won't even notice." He winked at me. (Gosh, he winked at me!)

"But they'll see-" I felt silly rambling like this, but lucky for me he cut me off.

"Darling, this is a castle. There's more than one entrance!" he said, slight smirk spreading across his face.

"Ah, yes, of course!" I giggled. With that, he stood up and walked around to the back of the castle. My heart was pumping, excited for the excursion. We approached a door. He opened it and it lead us to a large room full of couches, chairs and a podium.

"A room to practice my… public speaking, if you will." He grinned. "But this isn't the room you want to see. I'm sure of it." He turned around and walked to another door. I had no clue exactly what it was I wanted to see… what did he have in mind?

We exited the room, climbed a flight of marble steps and ended up in a long white hallway. At the end of the hallway was a set of doors. Large doors which seemed to be rimmed with gold, the door knobs matching. Whatever was behind those doors had to have been something special.

"That must be a pretty important room, huh?" I asked in wonder.

"Oh yes… that room happens to be my bedroom."