Van & Gil
Gil scoffed. "Your attempts at reverse psychology are cute, but I'm not actually against this party. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here, pretending I'm better than something I'm still being a part of. Besides, the mask completes my outfit."
He downed his drink again. While Gilderoi was usually pretty good at keeping tabs on how drunk he was getting he did not care tonight. His sharp eyes focused on Van again. The other boy had dodged his most important question. "Now, why the fuck are you talking to me and not snickering on the sidelines with your atrocious date? I thought you were beyond caring."