[ a polite attempt to socialize with the guy on the outskirts of the party; here, have a cheerful but totally unconvincing crossdresser. he's a black cat... girl. black skirt, black halter top, faux fur trim everywhere, ears, tail, schoolgirl socks, and deeply unnecessary heart-shaped window over his very flat and rather muscular chest. ]
Enjoying yourself?
[ he does put on a cutesy falsetto, though, with a very feminine lilt, and he also carries himself like a teenage girl. because he likes that part of it, and because he is always and forever the polar opposite of Lelouch. ]