[As promised, Franz comes by a little later in the evening to escort Kurt to the dance floor. A waltz, of course, but not one that requires a lot of concentration. It really is a fine venue. It could be the alcohol talking, but it really does seem like a perfect, fairytale night, with all the colors and glitter and perfect food and music selection. This sort of romantic celebration is not what Franz grew up expecting, when it comes to the wedding of his friends. But this is a marriage of love, not political or financial alliance. He supposes that makes all the difference.]
...So, mon ange, is this wedding everything you hoped for?
For Kurt!
...So, mon ange, is this wedding everything you hoped for?