While Tamaki was behaving over the top and calling his daddy, as usual, Kyoya studied the group of girls from behind his glasses, his eyes slightly narrowed and not smiling. It was his 'professor studying a new species' look. He assessed them quickly.
The girl who was speaking seemed to be the leader. That figured since she stood out a little more then the others. All she needed was a sticker on her forehead that said "I'm a sassy bitch".
The others were clearly followers. He didn't recognize any of them since they were scholarship students. That meant no money and that meant beneath him, ultimately dismissable in his mind. He adjusted his glasses and gave his gentlemanly smile that was all manners and no feeling. 
"Welcome ladies. I am sure our time together will be... interesting, to say the least."
With that he turned his attention back to more important things, such as the profits from the Host Club Calendar he had just put up on their website. It wasn't doing as well as the photo books. Interesting...
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Once Faeya was finished speaking and Nami had babbled a bit like the happy person she was, Arysta cocked her head. "Arysta Kamino," she said in a low voice. These boys did not make her the least bit uneasy. She was still too annoyed with Faeya for making her join this ridiculous hostess club. She had better things to do with her time then sit around and talk to silly boys. And that was all they were, none of them were serious or could talk about anything other than sports and monster trucks and card games.
Arysta's gaze went to the piano, the only thing in the room that got and kept her attention. Without even asking she went to the bench and sat. She didn't know how much time their was until their... clients, she supposed was what they were called, arrived. But she was going to use that time the way she wanted. Perhaps if she just played no one would notice she was there.
Flexing her fingers she started playing...
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