Mustang--who was nearly as restless as Beauty Queen appeared to be since she had a Quidditch function to go to as soon as she could get out of there--looked over at her aunt, whose eyes were narrowed at Beauty Queen. "If you expect me to choose a last tap as my bud, you are sorely mistaken," Ebony Queen said. "I will wait until next year. Surely one of our number outside of the court could take on one of these girls."
Black Diamond suppressed rolling her eyes as she ran down the list of those who still needed a bud. "Blue Base. You haven't had a bud, though you've been eligible for awhile now. Will you pick the final bud? I'm sure all of us have other things to attend to."