fandomhigh | Fandom High School Host Club - Sunday, February 10

On this particular afternoon, soft classical music could be heard throughout the Music room at Fandom High. Tamaki had brought with him a small stereo and had been sure to have plenty of waltzing music on hand. In addition to the music, he'd brought two stacks of handouts, which he stacked neatly next to the stereo.

Tamaki smiled at everyone as they filed in, then bowed low in greeting.

"My fellow students and brand new hosts," he said cheerily, "Welcome to the Fandom High School Host Club's second ever meeting!" He smiled and gestured to the first stack of handouts. "First of all, I would like each Host to take a look at these basic lessons in etiquette. You will all be expected to behave like gentlemen while you are in the club! Do not forget," he winked. "I would also like all of you to see me when you have a moment, for I shall be taking costume theme suggestions for upcoming meetings." He turned to the guests. "I shall also take costume theme requests from the ladies, if they have any ideas," he added, with a disarming smile, "For their input is the most precious of all. Our aim is to delight!"

"As I mentioned in my e-mail earlier this week, you will all be learning to waltz today. A gentleman is graceful and light on his feet, Hosts," he said smoothly, sweeping his arm through the air as he spoke and stopping it in front of the second stack of papers. These are your dance step diagrams. Study them carefully, then choose a dance partner and give the waltz a try! I will be watching, and please do ask me if you're unsure. Give it your best effort! On occasion, the Host Club will have parties, and parties require dancing!"

After a moment, he grinned and cocked his head to the side, raising a hand to his chin. "I would like to add that I am also available to dance, and honored to do so, should any of the lovely volunteers feel lonely or wish to test my skill and grace."

He raised his hands and clapped them sharply, beaming with glee as he did so. "Begin!"

[OOC: ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up. Post is here for everyone who loves to dance! The Host Club is seeking volunteers to waltz with the Hosts and the music room doors are wide open. Please come and dance with us!]

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She laughed and stepped in closer. "So what kind of rules do you guys have to go by in this club of yours?"

He pulled her in, careful to make sure his hand was still in the etiquette zone. "Whatever do you mean, Annette?" He was dancing. Really. That's all it was. Waltz. Any similarity to a lambada was purely imagined in Annette's mind. Totally.

"I don't know," she said with a little shoulder shrug. "I'm sure there are certain kinds of rules you guys follow, isn't there? You are very well mannered... do you get points or something?"

"I'm not sure," he admitted. "I'll have to ask Tomato when I get a moment. We're supposed to be gentlemen while at the Host Club, that much I do know."

"I can be a gentleman. See?" He went in for a bit of a dip.

"Tomato?" She giggled. "Don't you mean Tamaki?"

The dip was cute and she held tightly, just in case he thought to lower her further. "You are full of surprises, Jack."

"Yep, that guy. Omake. He's given us the rules, and now I just have to read and see what we're supposed to do as part of the club."

"Some surprises are good," he said, dipping a bit lower before returning her to her full upright position. "I'm not just a TV watcher. Not that I'm complaining. I like TV. Could get used to watching it."

No, he wasn't innuendoing anything. TV was good. And nice.

Annette laughed lightly. Jack was very amusing and very good company.

"I'm not just a TV watcher either. I do other stuff... you know. TV can't be all that great on the brain. Or eyes. Yeah, I like surprises."

"I'll keep that in mind, should the situation come up," he said. "Care for another dip, m'lady?" he said, turning on the ~~smarm~~ charm a bit more.

"Dip away, kind sir," she giggled and let got of his shoulder, allowing him to hold her fully. See the trust here? Isn't it sweeeeet?

Very sweet. Jack dipped her, quite possibly even lower than before, and gracefully returned her to her feet. "You're a good dancer," he pointed out. "You've had lessons?"

Jack's watched a few movies, and there was that class back in gym, but...if he found an instructor, he could be decently good at it.

"Oh yes, I've had lessons since I was a little girl. I know all the social dances as well as the Fox Trot and a few others. I love to dance, Jack."

"You should have told me! I'll see if we can have dances. Like a formal dance or something, get everyone all dolled up and make a night of it," he said with a grin. This Host Club thing was awesome!
"You'll have to teach me, the ones I don't know."

"I'm not a very good teacher, but I'll try, Jack," said Annette, smiling at him.

"Excellent!" he said. "I can't wait." His smile was huge.

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