Silver left, going out through the kitchen so it wouldn't be so obvious when Gold left through the laundry room later. He received a couple odd looks when he emerged, and even noticed a few dexholders he didn't know very well talking behind his back, but Silver couldn't bring himself to care too much.

Silver felt the slightest bit smug, though, at having pulled one over on the dexholders. A miniature tarnish on his already less-than-sterling reputation wasn't anything Silver was particularly worried about, he thought as he moved to sit down at the same stool he had been at earlier before Truth or Dare.

I can't believe it's only been an hour and a half since I was last here, Silver found himself thinking, strangely nostalgic. It feels more like a lifetime.

Silver looked up when Blue joined him at the counter. They had time to share a quick smile before Blue was up to her usual tricks.

"So…" Blue drawled with a raised eyebrow, and Silver knew he was in for it. "How's the party been so far…?"

Silver raised his own eyebrow, beyond suspicious. "The party's been fine. What did you really mean to ask?"

Blue sighed. "Blunt as always. When are you gonna hook up with someone?"

Silver could have laughed at the hypocrisy if he weren't so uneasily amused.

"I've got no plans for that, tonight, Blue," Silver said, before stopping to consider. "You know if I did I would have enlisted your help."

"Please, I know a silent call for help when I see one. Let me help you get a girl!"

Blue looked so excited that Silver decided to let the whole thing play out. It was certainly easier than convincing her he wasn't interested, anyways.

The two spun around on their stools to view the crowd of party-goers behind them.

From his perch, Silver noticed see a fumbling Yellow in the corner trying to get Red to stop tickling Green, who looked ready to vomit. Unfortunately, the petite blonde was of no stature to stop much of anything, and Silver was more than happy to not step in.

With the smallest of smiles, Silver averted his gaze and crossed his fingers Blue wouldn't see the antic and put an end to it. Not all good things needed to come to a close…

"How about Crystal?" Blue asked, excitedly, pulling SIlver out of his thoughts. "You did say you liked her!"

Don't remind me, Silver thought, miserably. Verbally, he said, "Yeah, but I don't know if tonight is right. I'm not wearing my lucky socks…"

Silver thrust out his leg and gestured at his plain black dress socks, limply.

Blue just rolled her eyes. "I know you don't believe in luck, you liar. I've known you since you were two and one time you told me that if I consulted my horoscope one more time you'd make me eat my laptop."

Silver put his foot down and snorted. "Oh, yeah. I did."

"Anyways," Blue continued, with another spectacular roll of her eyes and a flip of her auburn hair. "What's the real reason you can't talk to her?"

Blue fixes him with a hard stare. Silver doesn't crack, but he does steal a glance at Gold across the room from over her shoulder.

"You know how I don't believe in luck? Well I don't believe in love, either," Silver recited monotonously. With girls, Silver amended mentally.

Blue looked both disappointed and skeptical, in the way that only older sisters can.

"Seriously, Silver?" She huffed angrily.

Silver only shrugged.

"Can I cut in?" Gold asked, appearing in front of them, red solo cup in tow.

"I'm surprised you want to be anywhere near Silver right now," Blue said cautiously after Silver replied with 'yes.' "Why are you two suddenly so buddy-buddy?"

Silver made an indifferent face as Gold said, "Oh, you know. Teenage hormones and all that. Turns out half the things we fight about aren't worth it in the end."

"Right," Blue replied, clearly having stopped listening the moment Gold sounded like he was getting philosophical. "So, anyways, I was just trying to get Silver to snag Crystal but he's being… himself and he's not having it. So how about you? Up to a challenge?"

"I don't know…" Gold said uncertaintly. "I think I left my lucky skateboard at home."

"I'm going to skin the both of you," Blue replied, looking murderous. "I'm so done here. If one of you decides you want to hook up with one of my friends and want their number… don't come find me."

She sweeps off into the crowd.

Gold grins at Silver and the newly vacant seat.

"Well that went well," he commented, and Silver leaned back on the counter with a smile. Then Gold's face droops.

"I can't keep living like this," Gold says exasperatedly, and then he realized what he said. "Sorry, sorry. I know it's my fault we're not out yet. I just don't know if I can handle it anymore."

Silver is vaguely surprised at how serious Gold sounds, and how unlike himself it is. But he doesn't have much time to mull it over before a loud cheer makes them look towards the dining room.

Or what would eventually be a dining room. Having just moved in, Blue and Green didn't have a table yet, but Silver supposed that was actually a good thing for the game they were now playing.

All the couples at the party seemed to have gathered, and were now playing a game where they have to find their partner while blindfolded and making a specific noise. Whoever found their partner first was the winner.

"You know, looking at stuff like that makes me hate myself for not just doing it and coming out," Gold said miserably. And if Silver'd thought Gold couldn't sound any more serious before, he'd been wrong.

Silver placed a hand on Gold's shoulder as soothingly as he could.

"It's okay that you're not ready," Silver comforted quietly, absently noting the déjà vu he was getting. "Those games will still exist when you are, and you know Blue will always want us to play them until the end of time."

Gold let out a laugh, and Silver wished he could touch him.

"Come on. Let's go check out the dance floor," Gold said with a grin, and Silver would've followed him anywhere.