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Joey and Jack sat at one of the round tables, sharing a plate of vegetables and dip.
"So," Jack said to her, munching on a green pepper strip, "I gather things are going well
between you and Pacey."
She blushed, thinking about the broken lamp.
"Ah, apparently they're going very well," he chuckled. "I'm happy for you, Joey."
"Well, I'm happy for you, too," she said, pointedly looking at Pete, who was dancing with
Rebecca. "You seem settled and totally content."
"I'm still a little skeptical about the idea of 'totally content,' but I'll admit, it's about as
close as I've been." He took a sip of water, and Megan caught his eye as she breezed
past. "I don't think the setup of Dawson and Rebecca went very well for him, though."
"Why's that?" Joey picked at a couple of carrot curls.
Jack held up one finger while he freed something from between his teeth with his
tongue, and then he went on. "If you can believe this, Rebecca brought a friend back
with her for the wedding, and it turns out that she knows Dawson, and I think they're
actually doing some kind of weird mating dance."
"Dawson and the friend?"
"Yeah. Her name's Megan. From what I hear, he was giving one of his woe-is-me
speeches at some party, and she just shot him out of the sky like the big old overinflated
Goodyear blimp he is when he gets like that, and he hasn't been able to stop thinking
about her ever since." Jack watched Joey's face for signs of discomfort that didn't come.
Joey sighed. "I guess statistically it's pretty remarkable that it would turn out to be the
same girl, but it's not hard for me to believe that Dawson could fall for a girl like that."
"Why?"
"Because he's one of those people," she said with a grin, "who, deep down in his heart,
is smart enough to know that he badly needs somebody to tell him to shut up from time
to time."
"Do you suppose that he's a little short on his quota for that because you guys haven't
been speaking?"
Joey played with the edge of a napkin on the table. "I don't know. If that's the case, I'm
happy that he found an acceptable substitute." She tried to smile.
"Don't you think he misses you, too?"
She watched Dawson, who seemed to be eyeing Pacey over by the punch bowl. He
looked good in his navy suit, and he had finally found a haircut she didn't hate, and all in
all, he looked a little like a guy who had come to this event hoping to impress someone.