"You did." She'd give him that. "And up until then, it was a masterful performance. I mean, really. Well-done. And even then...You had his power, my power, so. No point lying...last night wasn't my best night ever. But..."

She shrugged, affecting way more nonchalance than she felt. Everything was twisting around inside her, and she was pretty sure she was going to be sick. She slipped out of the biker girl's jacket, the constriction of the leather too much with the discomforting tightness under her skin. "Do you want to know what the 'but' is?"