As Beezley hurried to the reception, her little elfish mind filled with lots of concerns and worries. How did an elf act at a wedding reception? She had never been asked to serve at such a fine event! Was she supposed to be proper acting like all the guests surely would be? Or was she supposed to be her normal, little elfish self?

In the end, she decided to go with her normal, little elfish self! After all, she was here to serve, and serve she would do! "Can Beezley help someone? Can Beezley get the Misters and Mistresses and studentsies anything?" she asked, stepping foot into the room and looking around with large eyes. "Beezley will help you, yes, she will!"