Alois: Ciel? What color is your hair...?!

Ciel: it's.. Um... Kind of black. But like bluish purplish black. With hints of gray in there.

Alois: why do you have gray hair?! We're kids!!

Ciel: I'm a very stressed person.

Alois: also blueish purplish black isn't a color!

Ciel: ..for my hair it is:

Alois; but-but....

Ciel: asking what color my hair is is like asking why your eyes are so blue.

Alois; oh?

Hope: *has been sitting there the whole time; sipping tea* and people say me and Alois would be a cute couple.

Elizabeth: *has also been sitting there* I agree Hope. They'd be a adorable together. *joking*

Alois: *doesn't really mind sense Hope isn't actually his fiancé* * still a little weirded out that she'd say that though.* Hope no.

Hope: Hope yes.

Alois: no is still no in Spanish. So Hope, no.

Hope:... Hope sì.

Ciel: Lizzy why-?!

Elizabeth: *giggling*

Ciel: why...?! Just no.

Elizabeth: just yes: