Ouran After High School Host Club(Read the Rules -.-)

[hermytail]

Victoria furrowed her brow, then pointed her fork at Kyoya. "Never point out a women's eating habits!" She took another bite. "But yes. I am."

[LadyGalleth]

Kyoya's eyes widened as he nodded. "Of course...I should have known, I'm sorry." He began, raising an eyebrow and looking over at her again. "That's no reason to be ashamed, though."

[hermytail]

Victoria raised her chin high, chocolate smeared on her chin. "I have no shame, I'm Russian."

[LadyGalleth]

"And I'm Japanese." Kyoya added with a pop of his eyebrows, smiling. "It's great to have all of you here, really. Thank you, thank you so much...I couldn't have done any of this without your help!"

[hermytail]

Victoria regained her composure some and relaxed her shoulders with a smile. "I should be thanking you. You've given me a wonderful opportunity."

[LadyGalleth]

"Have I?" Kyoya asked with a tilt of his head, slowly breaking out into a smile. "What for? For meeting new people? Having a glorious job like the Host Club's manager?"

[hermytail]

"Glorious job. I mean, I like you all and everything, but if this works out well everyone will be looking to hire me!"

[LadyGalleth]

"So you're saying I have some sort of...future competition on my hands?" Kyoya jokingly laughed, placing himself against the wall again. "I'm not sure if you're aware, but I've caught the creator of our captivating emails. "

[hermytail]

Victoria tilted her head, setting down her now empty plate. "Oh really? Who is it?"

[Zaphod Riker]

Sucre had broken the promise, and was in her room full of candy again, happily asleep in a pile of candy. She seems content as she snores away.

Calmanda was eating her own food, in her own room. It was decorated with a vivid gold colour, with a dark tan beanbag bed and a yellow table.

Glacé and Ampherre were both in Glacé's room, behind a table and selling things. Ampherre was more the security, while Glacé was the merchant.