She hadn't thought a whole hell of a lot about the invitation - at best, maybe Magey was lonely. Seemed like he'd gotten stood up and just wanted the company. She was okay with that. Besides, it wasn't like there was anything there with them - it had been all right, but not world-shattering. Hell, it had seemed like Merrion Priddy had never laid hands on a woman until Ash had practically pinned him down and told him what to do.
It was fun, and there was no harm hanging out with the guy. She rarely got to go to the theatre these days, so two birds, one stone. Maybe she'd end up with an unlikely friend.
That was the extent she'd given it thought, so when she showed up and saw him - nicely dressed, flowers in hand - her first thought was fuck. Still, it could all be a misunderstanding. Maybe he brought flowers to whoever he went to a show with.