Min: *Watching Dameon walk off trying to sense Elf (he can't exactly go "look" for her)*
And as usual, Dameon's left to pick up the pieces...
Domick: I wonder what will happen to Rushton now?
Rebecca: He'll probably show up tomorrow morning and blame it all on alcohol.
Min: Then put us all on stable duty for the rest of our lives...at least the truth is out now.
Rebecca: I still feel sorry for him. No matter what you say to the contrary, Domick. He's been publicly humiliated.
Domick: *grins fondly*
Min: ...that's a bad thing, Dom.
Domick: Oh! Right.
You've certainly been a more fun date that I thought you'd be!
Rebecca: How about we go in an just listen to the music for a bit? No more dancing?
Domick: Good idea. *the three walk to the side of the dancefloor and watch the ball's final few events unfold...*
...*after some time*
Min: Is that...Matthew and Dragon? Dancing together over the far side?
Domick: Dragon's sure grown up!
Min: So's Matthew!
Rebecca: Aren't they sweet...*the three continue watching the dancing for a while*