Cracking his knuckles while the Wurlitzer style theatre pipe organ warmed up, Roman's fingers danced across organ keys producing the opening to "War March of the Priests." It echoed through the mansion belonging to summer people.

Pressing auto play, Roman stepped from the organ. Entering the ballroom wearing a white gown that dragged behind her, Neo stepped in rhythm with music towards Roman. Gripping Roman's left hand, they stepped parallel together. Sweeping up the trail of her gown, Neo let Roman sweep her into the Dr. Phibes's Waltz.

Standing in front of the mansion's front doors, "I'm telling you," said Emerald, "that pink and brown eyed girl freaks me out."

Pulling Emerald towards him, "Let my body," pressing her against his body, "shield you."

Pushing him away, "You're not my type."

"Yes, the bossy type makes you wet."

Checking the door knob, the door swung open. Sounds of an organ drifted towards him. Entering the mansion, they followed the music towards the ballroom. Watching Neo in a white gown which would be a shame to ruin with stab wounds, and Roman twirling as a circle within a circle, their eyes watched Neo and Roman circling around them. Something brushed against Emerald's butt causing her to slap Mercury.

Rubbing his cheek, "It wasn't me."

"What does the lapdogs want?" brought their attention onto Roman and Neo stepping back and forth.

"Nice place," remarked Emerald, "surprised you didn't invite the peacekeepers for tea."

"Again, what does the lapdogs want?"

"Making sure you earn your keep," said Mercury tapping breast of his jacket, "Em, where's the note?"

"You put in your jacket pocket."

"I can't find it."

"Is this the note you speak of?" bringing their attention back to Roman in step with Neo, "Why that's a very big whale you want harpooned?"

"Understand if you can't handle it," remarked Emerald.

"Neo, show them the exit."

Stepping between them, Neo hooked her arms with theirs. Stepping to the music, she led them out. Slapping their asses caused Emerald to turn. , Neo closed the door in the turning Emerald's face.

Staring at the winking Neo closing the door in her face, "Can't wait to kill those two," remarked Emerald.

"Don't know," said Mercury, "that Neo looks more agreeable than you."

"What's that about banging crazy?"

"It hasn't stopped me from trying you out."

Using the camera on her scroll, Blake checked Cardin's fingerprints on her neck. They'll fade away. Now, where's her prey?

Walking towards the library, "Weiss," said Ruby peering over her shoulder, "do you ever get the feeling you're being watched?"

"You better get used to it," replied Weiss, "Curse of being me. Everyone just can't get enough of me."

"Not what I meant," noticing a black blur leaping from lamppost to lamppost, "Dread kicked in."

Picking up her pace, they entered the library. Weiss went to the fashion section while Ruby headed towards the weapons section. This library had a coffee bar. Mixture of sugar, caffeine, and triggering literature explains the no fighting sign. There was Yang and she was in a sugar rushism.

"That man doesn't think he needs me! Me! I replace him. Where's that fake faunus at?"

"Fake faunus?"

"Yes, that fake faunus you call a teammate. Blank."

"Blake?"

"Yes, her."

"You think she's…Yang, you need to lay off the hot fudge."

"Let me, sis, wallow in my self-pity."

"Stop forcing Winston…"

"My own sister is giving ME dating advice. Crazy world. Crazy world," falling on the floor, "Who moved the floor?"