Around this time Court realizes that Arlo and John are awfully close to each other, and if she didn't know any better it almost looked like they were having a conversation. Now that didn't necessarily mean anything, yet she couldn't help the slight pit gnawing at her stomach the longer she watches them; unable to see much more than their backs and elbows from her vantage point.

She didn't know the details of who had invited whom, but it still has her thinking of what Nat had said and how there definitely was some amount of guilt (far past the point of creeping in) that her ex was being kept in the dark about... whatever it was she had going on with John.

Someone nearby makes an exclamation of jolliness, but it's enough to startle Court who'd been watching the two men intently - while at the same time attempting to appear completely unaffected - and she shrinks back into herself. Into that drink she takes another long swig from before forcing herself to interact with the party once more.