Hmm. He was being very nonchalant but yet there was still that goofy-giddy thing in his eyes. Marissa was almost willing to bet her entire trust fund (sizable considering she's a Wayne) that Keith Queen had something to do with it.
"Eh. Parties aren't my thing. The press always shows up and kills my mood."
A test, to see what those eyes of his would do if he thought she was Not Interested. It was cruel, but she figured she'd make up for it later.
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