“This party is reaaaaaaally... kickin’.”

“Yeah. it’s the uh, shit.”

“Hey GUYS. HEY GUYS LOOK. LOOK I HAVE A NEW BEST FRIEND.”

“Felix ye don‘t have ta yell. I can here ye jus‘ fine!”

“GUYS LOOK. HER NAME IS... oh, what was your name again?”

“Lux.”

“LUX. AND SHE’S MY NEW BEST FRIEND.”

Felix Orville pressed his cheek against the cheek of a movie star. That happened far more often than most people realized, but 99 of the time no one can tell when Felix has zipped in for a hug and zipped out before being caught by bodyguards. He’s just that fast.

This time was different though. This was the 1 moment where he was allowed to touch one of Riff’s friends, so he made a point to pick out the prettiest and most lovely one. The one who wasn’t wearing shoes and drawing pictures in the condensation of the windows.

“New best friend, huh?” Phil was the coolest one of all when it comes to being in close quarters with the rich and famous. She iwas hardly as well known as the lot Riff sometimes had over for little parties, but she acted as if she was the shit and therefore most assume she is. Really, all she was doing was mimicking. She saw Mischa doing a particular hand gesture, and suddenly Phil was doing the same thing, except she added a bit of Scarlett and the smallest bit of Kirsten to get it just right. A perfect blend of starlets and Phil’s natural personality was enough to make her the center of attention.

“You better watch out for this one, he goes through best friends like people go through underwear. Normal people, that is,” and then Phil spotted a group of models trying to own the dance floor so she scooted off quick as ever to join them. To one up those anorexic dolls.

“Oooh hoo, she’s just jealous, what about you?” laughed Lux and she reached out to punch the other member of the conversation lightly in the arm.

Shloop!

Her fist went straight through that arm and when she brought it back her whole hand was dripping wet.

“Uh...”

“I’m sorry!”

“Uhhhhh...”

“I’m really sorry!”

“Oh.. my god..”

“Shite, Felix..”

“Dude!”

“It was jus’ a defense mechanism, I was distracted.. I.. och! Symphony!”

Most of the conversations in that room was so loud just so they wouldn’t be overwhelmed by the boisterous noise of the dance music. So when Symphony’s name was called quietly from across the room, it made no sense to Leonardo why she suddenly said, “Oh, I’m sorry. Someone is calling my name, just a moment...”

It simply seemed as if he wasn’t doing so well in his effort to ask the girl to dance. Of course, it was just a bit intimidating to feel the burn of a glare from the girl’s friend that stood beside her. Symphony did make a point to say that Finn wasn’t her date when Leo asked, but Leo got the strangest feeling that Finn was her date whether she wanted it or not.

Finn even followed her as she left, leaving Leo to himself... until he was pulled onto the dance floor by a model friend who was trying to see the girl that kept dancing better than Mischa in the middle.

Symphony came upon the situation just as Lux had finally began to make coherent words. It didn’t take a lot to be said for Symphony to understand what was wrong.

“I just.. you’re arm just... are you a?”

“Oh dear. What is her name?”

“Lux.”

“Lux. Follow me. Stay silent.”

The order was followed without any hesitation. Symphony led the way through the crowd to the staircase followed by Lux who was followed by Felix who was followed by Rafe who was apologizing profusely to Finn, who was quietly berating Rafe.

“I didn’t mean too!”

“Rafe, you can’t just loose control like that. It wasn’t like she was suddenly about to punch your face!”

“I was distracted!”

“Then maybe you need to spend more time training this week.”

“Aw... hell.”

---

Ten minutes later the same party of five descended the staircase. Felix was dragging Lux off to a corner to make out and Symphony, Rafe, and Finn wandered off to find Riff. Luckily, Riff was just escorting a friend to the driveway when the three managed to find him and for a moment this allowed them to be alone.

“Rafe went liquid for a second, in front of Lux Dax.”

“Aw man, are you serious?!”

“I didn’ mean to! I was jus’ reactin’ cos’ I got caught off guard!”

“It’s okay though,” frowned Finn. “Symphony fixed it.”

“What? How so?”

Symphony, who had been looking considerably more pale than she ought to, pinched the bridge of her nose with her index finger and thumb.

“I wiped her memory, like Dad does,” she muttered.

“Whoa... when’d you learn to do that?”

“Just now.”