Sebastian thought for a moment. "Not that many, Mey-Rin. At the most, we should expect ten suitors today." He set up another chair. Then he jumped up to the chandelier and took a matchbox from his coat, and lit all the candles. "And I know what you're thinking - yes, I'll go through hell when she gets back. But she has to grow up someday, and what kind of butler would I be if I didn't help her on her path to adulthood?." He landed back down next to Mey-Rin and smiled. "Wouldn't you agree?"