14. Scott is probably too tired to be at this charity gala, but he will honour his commitments (and try not to fall asleep in the punch).
Of course, no one knows why he's this tired. It's not like he can explain to people, "Oh, yeah, I'm tired because at six o'clock this morning, I was dangling in the mouth of a volcano, trying to rescue a pair of ill-advised explorers."
Unfortunately, he can't say any such thing, and so when he gets an elbow in the side from an overweight and unpleasantly lecherous man with more dollars than brain cells, he has to paste a smile on his face.
"Been acting the playboy all day, hmm?" the man asks, sending out a cloud of whiskey breath.
Scott really wants to punch him in the face, whoever he is. Probably some bloated company CEO. But he can't. Cool it, Tracy, Scott thinks. Charity, remember? Play nice.
Instead of connecting his knuckles with the man's red nose, he straightens his bow tie and grins.
"Something like that, I guess," he says.
The older man chortles, slaps him on the back in a way that is not appropriate for someone he doesn't even know, and toddles off to attract the attention of a canape-bearing hostess.
Scott's face is frozen in a half-smile.
That's what they all think of him. Scott Tracy, son of Jeff. Young and rich, therefore obviously a flirt and a rogue.
While Scott might well be both of those things, he doesn't act in the usual way for a flirt or a rogue.
He doesn't pick up girls, use them, and dump them.
He literally picks up girls, and guys, and reassures them with his smile and his flirtation, and sets them back on solid ground, back to safety.
He doesn't use his influence, his name, to try and get what he wants.
He uses his brains and his brawn to put himself in situations he never wants to be in, just so that others can be rescued from situations they never wanted to be in, either.
But he can't tell anyone that, and he knows they'll never understand. He's rich, handsome, and has talents up the yin-yang.
He's a catch and he knows it.
But he'd rather catch others.