Grell's face turned red in excitement and nodded rapidly. "Oh Bassy I will do my best to make you proud! This party will be deadly efficient!" She said as she winked with her right eye and stuck her tongue out a bit and all of her fingers down except for her index, thumb and pinkie. This was her signature pose she always did.<br/><br/>Mey-Rin sighed softly and continued with the preparations. She dusted the stairway and continued to decorate, setting up chairs and tables on the sides of the ballroom, leaving the center of the floor open for dancing and the orchestra. "Um, Sebastian. How many guests are we to expect...? And what time are they getting here? They'll be here before the mistress get back?" She asked a bit nervously. She knew that the mistress hated parties, especially birthday ones. And she can only imagine what Sebastian will have to go through to try and put her in a dress when she gets home.