((Guess it’s my turn to be awkward!! >:D))
He sighed. His butler was right. He couldn’t be worrying about those things if he wanted Lizzy to be happy. He had to try and think like her. Concentrating on the subject, he looked out the window, trying to think of what she would like. What would she like? Pink? Dresses… He frowned in despair. Wait. His head snapped up. “Madame Red could come and help. She’d like to come here for Lizzy’s Birthday, anyway.” He paused. “Would you mind that? You know how she’s always at your side fawning over you…along with that…nearly worthless butler…”
“Come here,” he said gruffly as he pulled Ciel over. The lesson had begun.
“So you have to put your hands here…”
“No, my lord, you must…gah!”
This ensued for 30 minutes when the butler stopped. “Bocchan, you have to be more conscious of your surroundings! Also, put a smile on. You’ll displease Lady Elizabeth.”