"What's going on here?" Elizabeth was on the brink of panic. "That wasn't cute at all!" Which only caused Ciel to laugh harder. It was now at the point where there was no sound, just him shaking, holding his stomach, and was red in the face due to lack of oxygen. Elizabeth was conflicted, should she interrupt the miracle that was Ciel laughing, or restore a small amount of order to the chaos of Grell running around with a double nose bleed screaming, "YAAAAHHH!" and waving his hands in the air, Sebastian hurling out the window on, judging by the noises, the other servants, and the general craziness of the situation.

Apparently order won because, before she knew it, she was shaking Ciel as hard as she could by his shoulders. "Ciel! Shut up, now!" He gave no response. She slapped him in the face, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to stop his laughter., "What's going on here?"

Ciel grinned, "Well, we, me and Sebastian, need information from Grell here, but Grell had a price. Sebastian just paid up, knocking over his trolley and throwing up out the window on the other servants and generally putting on a very good show, as usual."

Elizabeth smiled because, for the first time in a very long time, Ciel was having fun. "What do you want to do, now?"

"Well, it may take time for things to get back order, so, as I always the board set up, do you want to play chess?" Ciel glanced at Sebastian who was pulling himself back in the window though still looking a little green. A stench blew in the room on the breeze and Elizabeth quickly agreed. They ran from the room, but instead of turning left, toward the room that usually had the chess board, they turned right and entered a room Elizabeth had never been in before.

This room had a leather couch, two wooden chairs, and a small table. Shelves lined the walls and there was one window looking towards the back of the manor. through it you could see the servant, struggling to get into a standing position in the pool of vomit. On the shelves where all the toys ever made by Funtom and couple dozen board games.

"Ciel, where did all these come from?" Elizabeth was surprised he even kept all these things.

"I'm a kid, depressed yeah, but still a kid," he shrugged. "I'll be right back, I should make sure Sebastian is straightening everything out. Pick out a game for when I get back," and he walked out of the room leaving Elizabeth staring at all the games there. Then she saw 'How Well Do You Know Me?'. A game where you ask each other 10 questions and receive the answers. Then you try to answer the questions you asked the other person yourself. 1 point if you get the answer correct. 1/2 point if you get close. 0 points if your way off. Elizabeth walked off and picked it up off the shelf. She put it on the table and dragged the table to the couch, then sat down and waited for Ciel to return, a plan forming in her head as to where this was going...

-Meanwhile In The Hall-

While he walked down the hall, Ciel wondered why he had shown her the room. Oh well, the damage was done, now. When he walked into his office the first thing he noticed was Grell flying out the window.

"That's not what I asked!" Sebastian called after him. AS he turned around he straighten his clothes and said. "I was just questioning him. I'd hate to think my torture was not enough."

What did he say?" Ciel prompted.

"That John, Madame Red's husband, only had a sister named Annah. She was married 2 days before she died to a mysterious man. Her soul was, apparently not recovered. The man was never seen by anyone other than Annah and the people who held the service for them. I just asked him if Annah's husband was alive. His answer: 'He never was'." Sebastian frowned in concentration.

Ciel, however, had an idea, "What did you say earlier? About demon turning human's for love? Have any of the human's ever lived?" Sebastian's frown slowly changed into a smile as he realized what Ciel was saying. "And if you don't mind, clean up the mess you made out the window and make sure the servant's don't track any through the house."

Sebastian sunk to one knee, "Of course, my lord."