As a long, lean leg stretches out of the limo, heads eagerly turn in anticipation of its owner. As Emma Jean rises out of the car, her glittering black velvet gown with a sweeping waist wrap collar drape catches the light of the silver moon. Heading down the red carpet, Emma Jean's pale blonde locks and sparkling green eyes draw the attention of every onlooker - but no one is more captivated by her beauty than the man at her side. Once inside the private party, a flute of champagne finds its way into her delicate hands, and her feathered headband tickles Randolph's nose as she tips her head back for a sip. Suddenly, the music playing reaches their ears, and they begin to dance, gazing wistfully into each other's eyes, as if they were the only people in the entire world.