Ocean stood at the entrance, hands on her hips, gazing upon the spectacle below her.
"Drunk driving is hilarious."
She gave a wave and then wandered back into the entryway. Stiltzkin hobbled over to meet her. "Come over here, little one, I'll hook you up." Ocean shook her stick up and down, worrying the poor moogle, until Band-Aids and Neosporin came popping out of the stick's tip. Ocean giggled at the innuendo and knelt down in front of Stiltzken. She set him up with a makeshift patch-up job that would work for the moment. She also gave him a cookie for good measure. "Go ahead and announce me. Djinn will get here before too long, but I'd better head in to help keep an eye on things."
The moogle stood still, gazing up at Ocean with tears in his eyes. He sprang forward suddenly and threw his arms around Ocean's legs, hugging her with all his might. She laughed uncomfortably. "Okay... okay, that's fine. Okay, thank you." She pried his tiny arms from around her legs and gave him a pat on the head. "Good luck."
She entered the ballroom as Stiltzkin announced her name.
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