Neil watches, sees the fair-haired boy looking a bit nervous about it all, and he just smiles gently. There's no offer of a drink for him, not right here at least, and Neil finds himself strangely content with that.

In any case, they all four of them make their way toward the bar, and Neil wears a charming smile as he asks the other boys, "Are you students?" The fair boy nods a little bit, seeming more settled by the small talk. Neil wonders if his friends dragged him out, if he wouldn't be in a dance club like this if he could help it.

"We're sophomores," he says, and Neil nods. He does not mention that Rosie is still in high school or that he just got into college. That hardly matters, after all. They're all just here to have a good time.