Vincent didn't contribute to the conversation ensuing. His form had grown stiff, only relaxing as he uncapped the water bottle to consume half of it in a gulp. Even though Ricardo had just made one comment, one that he had made many times before, Vincent's drunk mind wanted to make this into more of a problem than it was. He looked at Sienna's text and rolled his eyes. Yeah fucking right. She knows exactly what I'm talking about, he snapped in his mind. He didn't look towards her, only typing out a message with an unnecessary amount of force in the clicks against the screen.
To: Sienna
So we can finally be even for me sleeping w her. Just do it so I can stop hearing about it. Idk how many times to say im SORRY but ok if that's what it's going to take then fucking sleep with him
Sydney noticed the tension on the other side of the car, but she didn't allow her eyes to land on either Sienna or Vincent. She wanted to try to read Sienna's face to see what was going on, but she couldn't do that tonight. Not after she and Sienna had just kind of made up, and not after she had genuinely told Jane that she wanted to remain as un-involved in whatever was going on with Sienna and Vincent, if anything ever happened again. She was naturally curious, but she knew better, and returned her attention to Rick, who had just addressed her. "Excitement isn't a word that comes to mind," Sydney responded, though her demeanor suggested that she was unperturbed by it. She had a lot on her mind right now, but even if none of this had happened, she wouldn't have expected much out of the night. People suspected her to be uptight and very controlled, and that was true to an extent, but Sydney could have a good time when she wanted to. She liked partying and going to clubs, but she didn't like to let loose to a point where she was inebriated. She didn't find that to be enjoyable, and after only seeing Sienna and Jane get like that, Sydney wasn't interested. She got drunk now and then, as Kelley had witnessed a few night ago, but she wasn't the type of girl who could just negate a bad party by pouring a bottle of Absolut down her throat.
"It'll be mediocre at best," she predicted with an uncaring shrug of her shoulders. She didn't feel the need to continue the ruse of her liking Piper right now, not after what Jane had revealed about tonight's hostess. She wasn't going to be downright bitchy because she wasn't close enough to Rosie and Charlotte to trash talk Piper without feeling classless, but she could be honest. With Piper as the host, Sydney felt like it was a given that the party wouldn't live up to expectations anyway. She considered commenting on how whatever Piper had planned wouldn't compare to a night of Disney fireworks, just to get a reaction out of Ricardo, but she refrained. Her night with Rick had been fun and adventurous, but she didn't want him to think that she thought anymore of it. Because she didn't. Or she didn't want to. She had too much to worry about right now than to figure out what she felt towards Ricardo Slim-Helú. "What about you boys? Any high hopes for the evening?" she questioned, fiddling with her phone, but not actually looking at it. She wanted to text Jane to see if she too felt the tension between the ex-couple, but she knew Jane had too much of a mouth to do that. With her luck, Jane would read the text aloud, or be brazen enough to question Sienna about it right there.