James walked into the room. He marvelled at what he saw. There were row upon rows of tables filled with all kinds of delicacies. Cupcakes, Ice cream, Chocolate fountains, you name it , it was there! He never had been treated like this in his life! In the middle of the room there stood a very, very posh table seating many very important looking people. “Wow” thought James “ what did I do to deserve this! “Alright Mr Whitwicky,” started a posh man
“Wait, who did he call me?” Thought James as he sat down. “Vould you like a chocolate straberry?” Asked a waiter. “Wow” James thought, “ I could really get used to this.” And there he sat, letting the power go to his head.