Pantalone

ah, another ball that the tsaritsa has organized specifically for the fatui it was always as elegant and beautiful as always and was hosted once every year — usually pantalone wouldn't mind events such as this, since it was time where he wouldn't be swamped with work to do for the northland bank, so attending something like this wouldn't kill him to do once in a while,

he was busy sipping wine when he spotted The Doctor, — how silly of him to ever think dottore would willingly attend an event like this I mean pantalone is sure dottore would much rather be doing something completely different then attend another one of these balls — knowing dottore he would rather gouge out his own eyes then dance with someone

Pantalone walked over to dottore, his black suit, dress shirt and tie a complete contrast to dottore's white suit, black dress shirt and blue/turquoise tie — after a moment pantalone spoke, " never would I have imagined to see you here, though I'm sure you'd rather be doing something with your experiments than be here correct? "

" You know, while you're here it wouldn't hurt you to dance now would it ? — in fact, may I have this dance with you doctor? " pantalone said as he extended his black gloved hand out to dottore, his back arched slightly as he stared up at dottore with amusement — a slight smile on his face while the other hand hid behind his back.