Evelyn: "Your're welcome. Oh yeah that's true. You're lucky. I'd do almost anything to be a real princess.", she chuckled. "Hopefully so. You have your friends this time."
Jay: He grinned and got up. "No I'm not proposing." Jay's voice got quieter. "Well at least not tonight anyways." He took her hand and they went down stairs to get in line. It was a royal ball after all. They were going to be announced. They were surrounded around people of elegance and great importance. Definitely saw people with mustaches and monocles. Keeping it classy. You go old dudes.
Announcer: "Mr. Jay Phillip Barton and Ms. Hope Elizabeth Banner of Manhattan, New York."
Jay: He walked down a grand staircase with Hope, head held high. Everyone was daintily clapping and they entered the royal ballroom. It was quite a sight, with a huge waterhole inspired fountain flowing throughout the ballroom. The ceiling was glass, revealing the African sky. Accident art and decor adorned all around.