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"Didn't you hear Ross," Victoria Hesketh says, siding up to him with a too pretty smile on her face and a glass of something that looks nothing at all like soft drink in her hand. "Girls are the new boys."
Her eyes are on him, but only for a moment. Then they're on someone else. Someone else who happens not so coincidentally to be Spencer.
She laughs, all blonde hair and electro avant garde. "And synthesisers are the new guitar."
"Are you the new Haley?"
The track playing changes.
Spencer yells something to Jon.
"I suppose I could be." she smiles. "Or you. Might be fun."
The drink in his hand feels very warm. All the ice must have melted. Victoria takes it from his hand and replaces it with her fresh one.
"Here." she said melodically, "I need an excuse to get him to buy me a new one."
Stepping down out of the VIP section, she doesn't pause even once to look back at him.