getting funky to ‘Stayin’ Alive’. She pulled his sleeve and he turned to us, taking his headphones off one ear and smiling expectantly.
‘Are you doing requests?’ she asked.
‘Not yet, but I will be later when the olds are a bit drunker. First half’s for them, innit. Gives everyone a good time.’
And our mouths all fell open like someone had put a coin in a slot, because when Alan spoke he was broad Sarf London and, underneath the suit and guy-liner, he was actually not that much older than us.
Ashley narrowed her eyes. ‘Are you really called Alan?’
He smiled. ‘I am tonight.’
‘Oh go on, tell us your real name,’ wheedled Donna, but he just shook his head. I saw Ashley quietly appraising him. I so knew what was going through her mind.
The song came to an end and ‘Alan’ nodded cordially at us. Translation:
Nice to meet you, but go away now.
‘Ash, tell me you’re not going to pull the DJ,’ I said when we’d got back to our table.
She tossed her hair. ‘Why not? Bet he’d tell me his real name.’
I shook my head sorrowfully. ‘Where’s the romance in your soul?’
She stuffed a mushroom vol-au-vent in her mouth. ‘Don’t have any.’ She waggled her fingers at me. ‘Got fire in my loins instead.’ Or I think that’s what she said.
‘Oh God, it’s him.’ Donna scowled in the direction of Cass and her boyfriend, who had just arrived and were walking towards us hand in hand, Cass leaning into him like walking had become a bit of a stretch. Adam had that effect on her. She seemed to regress fifteen years when they were together. She even stood differently, with her toes turned in. Maybe it was because he was older than her, or knew her parents, or something. He was twenty-one and worked for Cass’s dad’s building company. He’d got the job straight from school because Cass’s dad knew his dad and he was friends with Cass’s brother, or something. It was all a bit icky and incestuous, anyway. He and Cass had met when she was fourteen and doing some office adminy-type work for her dad over the summer. Adam was insanely good-looking and could totally turn on the charm when he wanted to, and her parents thought the sun shined out of his arse: let’s just say there was never any issue about Adam sharing Cass’s bedroom. It was really infuriating, cos you justknew that they’d go mental if they found out what he was really like.
Anyway, he totally had Cass under his spell, and she turned into an annoying person when they were together. She knew it, too, but she was too much in love with him to do anything about it. Hey ho.
‘Hi, everyone,’ sang Cass, giving us a little wave. ‘Go and get the drinks, will you, babe?’ she asked Adam, leaning up to kiss him then wiping the lipgloss mark off his mouth with her thumb. ‘Usual for me.’ He gave us a cursory glance and went off to the bar.
Cass sat down. ‘Your mum rounded up the whole family, then?’ She smiled, looking around the room. The tables were rapidly filling up, mostly with complete strangers. Jack looked slightly embarrassed.
‘Yeah. And the rest.’ His mum was from a big family so Jack had like a million cousins, and she pretty much knew everyone because of her charity and outreach-type work. His dad, on the other hand, did some kind of local government work and barely spoke. He could have been a professional assassin for all I knew. He took keeping himself to himself to a whole new level.
‘Well, I think it’s lovely,’ said Cass, stroking his arm. ‘And I bet you a million pounds the DJ is three songs minimum away from playing the Grease Megamix,which everyone knows is when a good party becomes an AWESOME party.’ Ash raised an eyebrow but said nothing. She can be a bit earnest when it comes to music, although give her a few drinks and she’ll leap about to ‘I Will Survive’ like the best of us.
Suddenly Rich pressed himself against me. ‘Ooh, Sarah, your pocket just vibrated.’
I gave