Terezi and Tom
As a very rich, very upper-class demon and a prince as well, Tom was used to balls. He'd been dancing since he was very young, and he was really good at it. So it was with confidence that he moved around the dance floor. Not that Tom was one who generally lacked confidence, but he was obviously very much in his comfort zone.
Terezi looked beautiful, but of course, in his eyes she always did. He just wished that he could see her how she >really was instead of the human form she was trapped in. He was sure that real Terezi was even prettier.
He'd been over to the punch bowl and came back with two glasses, offering her one.
"There weren't even eyeballs in the punch bowl," he said, appalled.