Arthur
"A gala is sort of like a ball, the main difference being-" Suddenly, he was interrupted by Muzai suddenly taking him by the shoulders and shaking him. “gah Arthur I can’t remember- no wait yes I do remember something I remember blue hair . . . . And that’s it. Dammit why only blue hair” Clearly, she was rather frustrated. "Look at it this way, at least you now remember something that you didn't before. That's a step in the right direction." Seeing the lollipop, he added "Do you know where you got those?"
Amelia
Amelia had been about to protest, she knew how to use the mirror to call Lord Death, and had refrained from doing so deliberately to avoid interrupting any meeting he may have been taking part in, but he had finished writing the number before she could say anything. Thankfully, it would appear that the shinigami was not otherwise occupied at the moment. She thanked Alexander, she knew who he was of course, and took the mirror when it was offered to her, before greeting Lord Death. "Hello, please forgive my abruptness, but there is something I must speak with you about. Do you have a moment?"
"Sure thing Amelia; what is it?"
"We've noticed some odd things within the city. The most worrisome of which being that a portal to the Witches Realm was briefly opened, and something of great power was detected on the other side." Suddenly, she was interrupted by her phone ringing. Lord Death waved his massive hand in an odd sort of gesture to tell her to answer it. As it turned out, this was a wise decision, as Cassandra began talking as soon as Amelia pressed the button. "Okay, this is really important. There's a strong witch in the city. It doesn't seem like she's even trying to hide her presence. She's even opening a portal! Even worse, that thing from earlier is still there on the other side, and it's so much stronger than... I can't think of a reasonable comparison, but it's bad." There was a pause as Cassandra caught her breath. "I wanted to tell you first so that you didn't do anything dumb, but I need to tell mom and dad now." With that, the call ended. "I'm going to go check on that." Lord Death stated, before ending their conversation.
The young detective handed Alexander his mirror back, offering a short nod of thanks. "You're help is appreciated. Thank you. If you don't mind assisting further however, I had a few questions for you." Cassandra hadn't specified where any of the incidents occurred, deliberately so, likely as not, so Amelia figured that she may as well question the teacher while she had his attention.
Noir
Noir raised an eyebrow at the professor's flat-out denial. Indeed, she had originally intended the question for Yuzuki, which made the dodge all the more obvious. That and the fact that a good liar is often capable of recognizing a bad one. Still, she didn't press the issue, and instead began eating heartily. She stopped and looked up as her new partner spoke however.
"I hope we can be best friends, I mean most people act as if I'm some person who'd be a force to be reckoned with."
This gave Noir pause, and for a moment, she had no words to reply with. She had never had a friend before, let alone a best friend, her lifestyle simply didn't allow for it. While the proper response was obvious, Noir knew that, likely as not, she'd be expected to betray this girl later. With a weak smile, she answered after a moment. "Of course. Also, do you mean to say that you aren't a force to be reckoned with? I ask because I got a similar impression."
"So anyway Professor I was wondering that when we're done with lunch that I'd have to start a match with you and Professor Gray, is that the case as I was still next? And if so, Noir I'm counting on you alright?"
"Aye aye, ma'am." Noir replied with a mock salute. "Please remember though, I'm still new at this, so my skill may not be quite at the level that you're expecting." To a certain degree, this was true. Noir had no formal training as a meister, though she did have some combat experience. People didn't react well to being duped. hence why she tended not to stay in the same place for too long.