Sal and her amazing mode of transportation arrived well before others, aside from one. A tall pale and proud looking young man, with an attire that screamed [i]hello I am Fr*ck'n rich.[/i] A certain dragon could be heard in her head "He is a suitable mate but should you not get to know him before having such thoughts?

Sal's Eyes blast as wide open as they possibly could, "What?!" She Screamed out loud, drawing the attention of the man in question. Within Sal's thought she laid into her mental version of the dragon who simply laughed at her attempts, "Girl you are so lewd, even passing thoughts rage with a fiery passion. On the outside Sal's tan skin tone had taken on an excellent pink hue, her embarrassment rising to levels she did not know possible.

She, through a miracle, made it to the auditorium without making contact with the little dream boat. She sits about midway on the second row.