"Greetings Madams and Sirs." She said sounding very posh. "Welcome to the party. If you'd kindly follow me." She said showing them inside.
Heather and Biff shared a look before they followed the butler inside.
"What is your name?" Biff asked the girl.
"Jeeves, of course," she said. "It is a name passed down from my grandfather, and his father before him. I come from a long line of butlers," she said, formally. "Although I have only served our hosts for the last six months." She seemed to be trying to use whatever backstory she'd been given. "May I have your names, so I can announce you?"
They gave them. 'Jeeves' paused. "Mr. Meadows, while you are a guest this evening, you are also our entertainment. We do not have a full band tonight, but we have someone to accompany you on the piano. She's tuning up right now."
Since this was only a reproduction of a mansion, and actually a house, the piano turned out to be a keyboard on a table. The TV and other 21st century devices had been covered, and it looked like they'd borrowed some props from the school as well as the costumes.
Heather found herself alone as Biff was ushered away to get ready.
Alexa came over from where she was speaking to some guests. "Oh, I did not know you three knew each other."
"We don't," Heather said. "We simply arrived at the same time. I offered to walk Mr. Meadows up the path," she said. "It was very generous of you to invite a public servant, sir."
"We do have to take care of our friends in law enforcement. And the Mayor is supposed to be here as well."
