Blaise had tried going home after work but there was nothing there for him to do other than think. That was the last thing he wanted to do. He really needed a flatmate but he couldn't think of anyone specific and he didn't know what sort of riff raff an advertisement in the paper would bring.
Therefore, he'd decided to head to the restaurant Melinda had taken him to the other day. The food hadn't been half bad and he wasn't really hungry but he also knew he couldn't get as plastered as he had last week. That meant Blaise needed something light before heading to Finnigans.
Now he sat in his favorite table against the wall where he could watch the dance floor. He wasn't looking for anyone in particular, but when Megan's eyes met his he returned her smile and his foot began to subconsciously tap to the music along with the rhythm she was dancing.