Sucker looked back and forth, unsure of exactly what to make of this. More people were making commotion--and not just any people, [i]Amber[/i], who he'd praised as a guardian angel of non-drama not thirty minutes ago. He scratched the back of his head, thinking back to the last time he'd saw the young woman.

[color=DarkSeaGreen][b]"Um..."[/b][/color] His voice started off as its usual small mouse-squeak, so he tried again: [color=DarkSeaGreen][b]"Um. Jay was with us when Cash told me to ask her about...er, that thing, and she didn't seem all too happy about Spencer's song about her." [/b][/color]

He blinked, and then rushed to add, [color=DarkSeaGreen][b]"But, but I didn't see her after that, I was looking at..."[/b][/color]

...Titty. He didn't say that, of course. Rather, he bit into an apple that he'd snagged from a pack to hide his rattled nerves.