There were just a lot of people who were all very comfortable with having their personal space invaded at this party. Were they always like this? Lyra had never mentioned there being a lot of making out and yup, there was the beautiful woman on a trapeze he'd been looking for.
He should've eaten more before coming out too, because that beer was making his stomach feel warm. The blonde one- Fern was dancing, and he watched her, kind of bewitched by her movement all on her own in front of the screen. It was a trip, what was going on in this place.
Lyra tugged on him and he leaned towards her, still watching the dancer twirl. "Maybe she's a fairy," he suggested, because she did seem very earthy like that. "You think she knows Elaine?"