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Gabbie was watching Audrey's face closely as she laughed and joked. Ah! There was the hint of a blush. She rather suspected that Audrey liked Elzo. Which suited her fine. Not that she didn't like him, she did. Just.. not in THAT way.

Leaning in close to the blue haired girl, Gabbie smiled conspiratorily and whispered so hopefully Audrey would be the only one to hear.

"D'you like him? I ask because, well, we were going to go to the prom together but this," she pointed to her casted leg, "has rather squashed my plans for dancing the night away with a friend. And I want him to have fun, with a nice, pretty girl."

She watched Audrey closely. She wanted her to say yes. Gabbie badly wanted to play matchmaker also. And she'd made sure that there was nothing in her tone or body language that would make Audrey think the wrong thing.

Charmed to meet you.

It was such a nice touch. Simple, yet polite. Charming in itself. Serenade Soriano might have been in the room, but Fallon found it hard to notice. She had tunnel vision, and it all filtered back to Adira Perses.

Well, almost.

Her ears pricked to hear Gabbie ask Audrey about Elzo beside where she stood. It was a little tough to make out over the noise in the room, but Fallon caught enough to understand what was being asked. Audrey had admitted her feelings about Elzo to Fallon in confidence, and she wasn't sure how keen she was on letting the world know. Her savior sense went into full swing. Fallon touched Audrey on the shoulder. "Excuse me, Audrey," she said, drawing the girl's attention and flickering an apologetic gaze to Gabbie. "This is Adira. Have you two met? She was hoping to speak with Jada soon. Do you think one of us should cut in on her dance partner?"

It was a door, one that Audrey didn't have to go through, but that could be used if she wanted. Audrey could avoid answering the question by darting to the dance floor, or she could have Fallon do it and face the music. Either way, Fallon wanted to make sure that she had the option.

Hero Barrett danced better than he did. Dylan survived the waltz with a faint history-student memory of the repetitive step and trying his very best not to think about it, as every time he brushed grace it was unintentionally. Unfortunately, he'd never been gifted at not thinking about things. Otherwise he wouldn't be thinking about his failed driving test. Otherwise he wouldn't be thinking about all the people staring at him. What had happened to his mood, anyway?

"Talking," he said. "Yes, talking. Talking I can do. In fact, I'm a champion -- not so much at making conversation, but stringing together word after word in a long line and not stopping, yeah, I flatter myself I'm pretty good at that if I try. It's on my CV. That and dressing inappropriately to formal occasions," he settled his eyes on the red of Hero's hair, rather than her eyes which were big and set off a couple guilt bells somewhere. "Also breaking into things. But not dancing. Dancing is rubbish, I think. Someone said that, didn't they? They had to, it sounds like something someone would say."

He needed a strong drink. Well, not a drink. "Anyway, monarchy is bullshit," he twirled her again, drew her in, and fixed his eyes on hers, "and I'm not here for anything but shits and giggles, so why don't you talk? Zodiacs are banned, soldier."

A soft laugh at the compliment, amusement in her eyes. "I don't know about admirable, but it certainly is a talent. I've been working at it since I was young, music is my passion and life."

Which felt a bit silly to admit, no matter the truth behind it. When the girl, Lily, mentioned Meadowview, she smiled more so. "Truth be told I wanted to go to Meadowview, I don't much like the general snobbiness of most of the girls who attend Crystal. My mother was so adamant about it though, I didn't have much of a choice." Such a shame, she was sure she would have fit in better at Meadowview.

When Lily's brother walked over to join his sister, she gave a polite (though charming) smile and curtsied in reply to his bow. There was a slight shine in her eyes and it was easy to see that she was rather enjoying this type of setting, though it was hard to tell if it was the setting itself or the not having to go through this alone.

"Good evening to you as well, Mr. Xander. Or would it be doctor?"

Some of Audrey's effervescence dimmed as Gabbie's words about being Elzo's prom date wrapped around her brain and squeezed. She tried to not do it, she really did, but the bluenette couldn't help but inspect the looks of the injury buddy. What she found, caused her to almost moan in horror - the green-haired young woman was about as built as Jada! No wonder Elzo'd picked her up for a date so quick, she was devastatingly attractive as well. Were there no unattractive young women at Crystal Academy? Serah perhaps wasn't exactly a knockout, but her age was a cushion for it and she was rather pretty in her own way. And hadn't Aree gone to Crystal? Aree was pretty damn gorgeous as well, along with now being her prom date. Not even for her crush would she bail on her friend, not after all the begging, pleading, and concessions made to get the date in the first place!

Thankfully, Fallon stepped up at that moment all omniscience and full of ways out. Impulsively, the bluenette put an arm around Gabbie for a half-hug and started to rise from the table. "Prom isn't for awhile yet, who knows. You might be healed, and if not, Elzo is excellent at making up for his partner. He's a great dancer." Among other things. Somehow though, the idea of 'dancing' with her the way he'd danced with Audrey didn't exactly put the teen at ease with this decision. "And you're right Fallon, I'll go get her. She shouldn't just dance, we need to get some food and water into her." A friendly smile at Adira, noting that the burgundy-haired young woman was quite interested. Remembering her newfound knowledge of Fallon's leanings, this caused even a larger smile. "It's nice to meet you Adira, you should take my seat and enjoy yourself! Certainly getting a crowd over here!" Rescue Rangers, go, for more than one girl that night! Maybe somewhere in the crowd she would even find the topic of their girlish conversations. She was looking especially pretty, and even considering the night before, she wanted him to see it. Otherwise, what was the point of being attractive?

Slowly, supporting herself and pausing at several chairs to adjust her balance and wait for the pain to dim, the Meadowview student edged her way onto the ballroom right as the music paused for a switch of partners. "Pardon me, I really hate to pull Jada away when you're all so attentive, but she really should have a drink, don't you think?" The debutante, in heels, was just as tall as Audrey and not so easy to drag off as she might have been had her friend not been handicapped. "You gotta save me, Jay. And get a drink, you're going to pass out." Lips moved, but eyes roved. Where the hell was he?

As Rica left Melody lightly wrapped her arm around her green haired friend's, trying to give the nervous (and perhaps out of place) girl some strength. It would be okay, she wouldn't leave Esen alone to face this ball by herself. And if she left for a dance? Well she'd be back as soon as it was done, she promised.

Turning her gaze to the elder woman, who was now the oldest in their small little group, the smile never faded from her pretty face. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Crowley. Azzo has spoken about you several of times since we met. I'd been waiting to get the chance to meet you myself~"

Yet, once she was done speaking to the woman, her brown eyes had gone back to Xander to watch him while waiting for a response.

Sighing in disappointment, Gabbie leaned back into her chair and rubbed the bridge of her nose. That could have gone better. Had she phrased it badly? She was pretty certain that she'd made it clear that she thought of Elzo only as a friend. Bother, bother bother.

"How," she muttered to no one in particular, "is a girl supposed to matchmake when one of the pair runs off."

Still, as Audrey had said, there was still time. She'd find a way to put them together.