"That sounds like fun," she snorted.

"You're not actually going stag tonight, are you?" She hoped not. Considering the whispers of time being spent between him and Avery, she could reasonably hope that he was attending with the Ace of Diamonds. It'd be cute. Endorsed by Amy, too.

Neither here nor there, Amy sat back in her own chair. "Do I gotta drag you out there and pretend I know how to dance to put a smile on your face?"