"Before I went to get you, I sampled a few things. I felt like I was starving." Rene admits.Celine giggles and he lights up a little, feeling better now that he's gotten to talk to her. Finally, once their plates are piled high, they get to sit. Rene insists that Celine joins him at the table with his children. They chat, drink, eat, and have a wonderful time. Rene is sure that this is how the whole night will go. It's so wonderful to see people meeting one another, being kind and bright, and sharing so much with each other. It's everything that this holiday is about: new opportunities, making new friends, welcoming in all the possibilities that come with starting a new year on the planet. Once Celine finishes her plate she pats her still flat stomach. "I'm so full, but at the same time, I feel like I'll regret it if I don't get seconds."Rene chuckles as his children laugh and agree. No one ends up going to get more, not when the conversation is more filling and the food is still rolling in bellies. The plates are clearedand then someone goes to the stage. Rene manages to brush the back of his fingers along Celine's thigh and she looks at him with excitement. "Now is when I get to see your dancing skills right?""Ah yes, the waltz, the most formulaic of all dances." He teases. She still bounces with a little extra. Her limitless energy, ability to find something wonderful in any situation, all of it makes Rene feel alive and refreshed. This will definitely be a good new year as long as Celine is in his life. "Mr. Angelil?" A person on stage asks after asking about the food and cracking a few jokes. A spotlight finds Rene. "There you are. Let's kick the event off with your yearly waltz."
