Diana & Jay
"Hello yourself," she said, ignoring the tone he'd said it with first, as she poured herself a glass of punch. She wasn't standoffish, she wasn't that kind of girl, just very definitely used to his type. The kind of guy who hit on just about any girl that moved.
She was just used to flying under their radar because of Faye, because who in their right ever-loving mind wouldn't notice Faye Chamberlain first, second, and third? The girl was a force of nature and Diana was not. She was the quiet wind in the Circle. Except even she'd been a storm once.