"That's gotta be a little crazy," Damon said of being removed from here and then being brought back. "I can't help wonderin' why they do shit like that. You, the blonde and the old dude. We thought we wouldn't see any of you again." He was watching her expression, ready to back off from that line of conversation if it seemed to upset her.
He drained his glass, listening to the background noise around them and wondering who was going to get the Drunkest award for the night. He had a couple of candidates in mind from what he'd observed so far. "Music always makes a party better," he said with a smile.