Alani stepped over to Fred. "You were brilliant, like always. It reminds me of when we were dance partners in the Yule Ball." he said. "If I remember correctly, I entered with no Partner and you heroically came to my rescue, right?" she exclaimed. "Yes, though, I must admit it now, I just wanted to get a better look at your face." Fred uttered. "Your fly was open the whole time during that dance, I thought I should confess that now." Alani whispered, his jaw dropped. Alani left him alone as she went to the drink bar, Bill was stood there. "How does a Butterbeer sound, Alani?" he offered her. "I don’t know, I usually finish before they get a word in." she joked, he let out a sudden laugh. "Fred's rubbed off on you, here-" he passed her a Butterbeer. "Here’s all you have to know about a relationship between a man and a woman: the women are crazy and men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid. The moral of the story is that you need to not be stupid, and you'll be fine." Alani told Bill as she tapped his chest. "How do I avoid being stupid?" Bill asked, Alani looked across the venue and she saw that Fred was about to touch a dangling broken wire that had been touching a drink below it. "Don't be like him-" she said as she chugged the rest of the drink and she ran towards Fred, she grabbed his hand before he touched the wire. "Are you looking to die? It's wet!" she scolded him as she wrapped her hand with a tea towel and she hooked the wire back up to the lights after drying it, the lights flickered back on. "Awh, did you run across the venue to save me? That's so sweet." Fred cooed as he hugged her tightly. 