Charlie knew Jenny well enough to know there was a bug up her butt about something, but he wasn't going to bait her tonight. He'd even shown up with flowers and a goddamn bow tie which made him feel about eleven years old. He pulled on his collar uncomfortably all the way to the dance, a disposable camera in one hand , mailed special delivery from his mom for her photo albums. He had his suspicions she was more interested inw hat Jenny wore than the fact they were going together.

When Jenny asked him a question he shrugged noncomittally at the drinks table. "Thirsty?"