"Soirees?" She fudged the pronuncation and rolled her eyes at herself, but then smiled and turned her attention back to the stage. Sex Pistols, maybe? But it seemed a bit out of place, and she shrugged - they had to play some duds. "But I suppose I'll make do with you not dancing. At least you're willing to be dragged away from the school." And it hadn't taken any convincing at all.