Anywhere else, this would have been the weirdest fucking thing to run across: a pretty girl dancing in the middle of a courtyard while a young man just stood in watch with his hands in his pocket. Here, it was the norm. People looked, but they quickly turned their attention back to their phones as they hurried along about their business.
It all suited Alex just fine. If anyone looked at him for too long, he was much more liable to punch them in the face than he was to say hello, even if they were probably looking at the pretty dancing girl.
As it turned out, she didn't need anyone to catch her, and when it was finished, Alex gave her a brief applause. "Looked pretty good to me," he stated. This, of course, was coming from someone who knew dick about musicals or dance numbers. To him, it was a free show. "When's the show?"