“Is that a trick question? The place is gonna be filled with beautiful women! I’m in!” Zidane chuckled, enthusiastic as ever. “I’ll help you get a dance with all the ladies, okay? Or is there a special someone I can get to go with you? Cupid’s services are still open!”
“Sorry.” He quickly apologized, forgetting Zidane’s attraction to girls. He had to laugh at his enthusiasm.
His eyes widened, raising his hands and shaking them. “No! I’m fine with not dancing with every girl, although Prom is coming soon and I haven’t asked anyone yet even though some did ask me…” He put his palm to the forehead, he didn’t know what he was going to do?
“Hey, go Roxas!” Zidane cheered. “I didn’t know you were a little stud! How come you didn’t accept? Or couldn’t you choose? Ah, to be young and attractive,” Zidane flipped his hair theatrically.
“So there really isn’t a special girl?”