Dixie returned with our shakes. Becky hid behind hers and the rest of us began to devour ours.
Did you get into trouble? I asked.
I did Sebastian said. But Alexander was always there to get me out of it.
I nestled into my boyfriend.
What do you do for fun? Sebastian asked Becky.
Me? she asked, surprised the conversation was directed toward her.
Yes.
Becky leered at me as if I were going to answer for her.
Sebastian waited, but Becky didnt answer. She just played with her straw.
We do girlie things, I answered for her. Talk, gossip, and talk some more.
Do you like cemeteries? he asked.
Me? She shook her head vehemently.
Was Alexander in his attic room painting like he is now? I asked.
Uhyes. He always was working on some masterpiece. But he rarely showed me. He kept them hidden in an armoire in his room. Do you paint or draw? he asked Becky.
NoIm not an artist.
Did you guys go clubbing? I asked Sebastian.
Sure, sometimes. Do you like to go out, Becky?
Uhme?
Alexander, I said, clearing my throat. I left something in the car. Can we go get it?
Uhsure, my boyfriend replied.
Sebastian reached into his back pocket and handed Alexander his keys.
Once Alexander and I were outside Hatsys, I stopped.
The car is over there, Alexander said.
I didnt forget anything. I wanted to talk to you.
Alexander was perplexed. What do you want to talk about?
What is going on with Sebastian?
What do you mean?
Im trying to have a conversation with him and all he wants to do is talk to Becky.
He doesnt mean anything by it. Hes just being polite.
Does he think we were fixing him up? I asked.