Billy's felt those eyes on him over the course of the night. A couple times, he's looked up to find Nida looking his way, or positioned in just the right place that if he did look up, they'd be looking at each other. Other times, he's just been watching the room, only to find his attention caught by a familiar laugh, or to see Nida smiling. He isn't sure why it feels so different, but it does. Makes him more aware of how he looks, how he sounds in a way he hasn't felt in a really long time.

Then he looks up one more time, and there Nida is, standing next to him. Billy can't help the smile on his face, or the way he reaches a hand up to brush at his carefully styled hair. "Nah, gotta save it for special occasions, right? Which obviously this is. What do you think?" He poses just a little for Nida, showing off. Dorky? Maybe. But that is Billy.