She finally gives me a quick look.

“Yeah, how am I supposed to do that?”

I’m surprised at the way she asks the question, because for a moment or two it sounds like she is really interested in helping out. This is actually confirmed when she glances at me again, this time questioningly. I didn’t think she would be so accommodating right from the get go, so it takes me a second to actually come up with something.

“Oh…ah…well, you could totally get her to dance tonight. She loves to dance, but she’s pretty shy, she does come from Ohio and all. The last time she probably had the occasion to dance was the last party I took her to and then the idiot date had his hand on her ass the minute she was standing. Needles to say she spent a couple of hours solid on the couch.”

Ashley is nodding her head and I wonder when the penny is going to drop. This is all just a bit too easy.

“I can do that. I mean I was gonna dance anyway, I might as well drag her with me. Hey, we’re here, should I just hoot or what?”

I think about it for a second and decide it’s better if I go in. I kinda want to make sure Spencer is wearing something appropriate.

“No, just give me a minute and we’ll be right out.”

Her dad opens the door for me and I don’t bother to wait for an invitation, I basically live there anyway, so I just say hi and run up the stairs. I’m not surprised to find Spencer nervously biting her thumb nail while staring at the floor. At least she looks good, she’s got on a pair of tight black jeans and a cute metallic blue top. I guess it’s new, because I know every single outfit in her closet, after all I did help to pick it all out. When she looks up I can’t help but smile approvingly. The color of the top does things to those blue eyes of hers. Wonderful things.

“So, you ready?”

I watch as she looks around, making sure she has her phone and purse.

“Hey, yeah I’m good to go. So where’s your sister?”