When Nancy agreed to attend Mardi Gras with her cousin, she didn't know they would be attending a masquerade in a very old mansion. She should have known something was up when she was dressed up like Cinderella, glass slippers and all, or when a handsome Frenchman claimed her for the first dance. Maybe she should have got it when the whole party went outside and everyone began to dance in the street, but she most definitely picked up on it when the group of six guys suddenly thought she looked like the perfect way to await the midnight hour.