Wish we could fill the ballroom with balls... [It's said quietly, although her voice is kept light, lest anyone hear the princess speak so poorly of this grand, gaudy party they've put on for the two families.] Maybe I wouldn't be expected to dance with every "prince" who asked.

[She didn't come here to dance, especially not with these puppets she's never met and will never see again. She'd rather sweep Beatrix onto the dance floor than accept Paris' many advances he's tried to make through the night. Maybe it would at least shut the guy up.

Tifa is eager to move along from the thought though, and when Beatrix mentions the theatre, she does arch a brow. Preferable? Granted, anything is better than the balls.]

You a fan of theatre?