Ravi always enjoys dances, but this is the first time he has a date, and (admittedly extremely nerdy) date plans. So he's dressing up with a little more pizzazz than usual, with a bronze-striped suit and a matching Venetian-style baroque mask. Even just here in their cabin, Ravi thinks he looks... mysterious. Nothing like himself. Ravi removes the mask, and turns away from the mirror to engage in his usual pre-dance ritual: fussing over his roommates.

"Does anyone need to be reassured that they look handsome? Because I have a limitless capacity for embarrassing my friends. For instance... Xavier! Exceedingly handsome. Formal forest elf chic. A modern Oberon, King of the Fairies." Ravi grins, clearly being silly now. "Although the crown might give you away tonight."