Entrance Hall...

"Yeah, she often gets fed with people who don't get all romantic-y n' stuff." Then Robin sighed. "But that's Serenity, and she's a good friend altogether."

"Seems like a stereotype stupid blonde chick to me." He put his hand in his pockets. "Man, it's gonna suck bein' in-laws. At least there'll be good eating."

Robin cracked a smile.
"If she tries giving you makeovers, you can sleep over." Robin just realized what she said. She swore under her breath.
"... I didn't mean that..."

"Oh, suuuuure you didn't. Nah, I get it. Everyone wants a piece." He was full-blown grinning now.

"...Sure they do..."

"Eh, ask around."

"...That's screwed. Let's just go in."

"Was that a pun, Robin?"

"No, I'm just stating the truth."

"It sounded like a pun to me!" He was trying not to laugh mid-sentence.

"... I was only... Oh forget it. Yes, it was a pun."

"Haha! Knew it!"

"Just tell me, why is it such a big deal?" But Robin was grinning too, now.

"Well, because... Because..."

"Hah."

He shrugged. "Beats classes. Or staying up with a... book..."

"...Ewww."

"Well, it does. In my opinion anyway."

"I wasn't disagreeing."

"You'd know?" He raised an eyebrow.

"No, I thought this whole thing," She raised her arms, as if motioning to the Yule Ball or whatever.
"was better. I meant like, oh, forget it."

"Didn't think soooo... Anyways, let's go." He walked ahead into the Great Hall.

And she followed him.