Weiss Schnee: [Team RWBY is readying the Main Hall for the dance. Ruby is sitting at a table, sulking. Weiss suddenly puts two cloth squares on the table in front of her] I need you to pick a tablecloth.
[Pushes the two squares forward, which appear to be exactly identical]
Ruby Rose: ...Aren't they both the same?
Weiss Schnee: Ugh, I don't even know why I asked!
[She leaves. Yang then comes in carrying a large speaker, which she places hard on the floor, causing everything around her, including Ruby and the table, to bounce]
Yang Xiao Long: So, have you picked out a dress, yet?
Ruby Rose: What's the point? Who cares about the dance if Blake isn't going?
Yang Xiao Long: Oh, don't worry. She's going.
[Looks to the side]
Yang Xiao Long: Weiss! I thought we agreed: no doilies!
Weiss Schnee: If I don't get doilies, you don't get fog machines!
Neptune Vasilias: [Entering with Sun] Your dance is going to have fog machines?
Weiss Schnee: [Smiles sweetly to Neptune] We were thinking about it.
Neptune Vasilias: Hey, that's pretty cool.
Sun Wukong: You ladies all ready for dress-up?
Ruby Rose: Pfft, yeah, right.
Yang Xiao Long: Laugh all you want, I'll be turning heads tomorrow night.
Weiss Schnee: What are you two wearing?
Sun Wukong: [Gesturing to his more wild, non-formal clothing] Uh, this?
Neptune Vasilias: Ignore him, for he knows not what he says.
Sun Wukong: Hey, I may come from Mistral, but I grew up in Vacuo. It's not exactly a shirt-and-tie kind of place.
Yang Xiao Long: Yeah, we've noticed.
Sun Wukong: So, how does Blake feel about all this? Is she still being all, you know... Blake-y?
Weiss Schnee: Obviously.
Ruby Rose: I still can't think of a way to change her mind.
Yang Xiao Long: Guys, trust me, I got this. Blake *will* be at the dance, tomorrow.