Edward Benson gestured for William Guillen to look towards the dance floor, "What's happening over there?"
"Who knows." William Guillen dismissed it nonchalantly.
Thomas Shannon kindly reminded, "It seems to be Fluffy Zane..."
"What?" William Guillen asked instinctively, just about to turn his head to look, but stopped himself.
Seeing his two friends holding back their laughter, he snorted, picked up his wine glass, and downed it in one go, "I have something to do, I'll head out first."
Just as he stood up, William Guillen saw the commotion on the dance floor.
Fluffy Zane was darting around amidst the crowd, seemingly chasing a man, the man running with sweat all over his head, caught by her sleeve, abruptly shook off his arm.
The disparity in strength between men and women was evident, Fluffy Zane was thrown on the ground by the man's arm.
The man took the opportunity to run outside.
William Guillen's gaze darkened, turned around, and ran towards the man's direction.
