The Punch... [Kross and Alisa]
He had had no reason to come to the prom today, but apparently his presence had been required... they had not had enough chaperones, or something like that.
Kross didn't know the details, but he knew he was rather handsome in a suit, if he did say so himself. Although it was a shame Ignis hadn't allowed him to wear some of his more interesting costume...
He was quiet, so nobody approached him. Instead he spent his time watching the movements of the crowd, listening to the beat of the music... and in particular he noticed the movements of one of the senior students, watching as he put some sort of mysterious fluid into the punch.
Probably alcohol, particularly, by how the prom degenerated a bit after that.
He looked around to see who would be the next victim, and his eeyes caught on one of his fellow staff -- the librarian, yes. Her name was... Alisa, if he remembered correctly. She was holding a cup with spiked punch in it, and so he approached her, slowly. He glanced down at her cup. "...Have you had a drink yet?"
