He inclined his head at my dress. "What's the occasion?" <br /><br />"Homecoming," I said, twirling. "Like?"<br /><br />"Last I heard, Homecoming requires a date."<br /><br />"About that," I hedged. "I'm sort of...going with Scott. We both figure a high-school dance is the last place Hank will be patrolling."<br /><br />Patch smiled, but it was tight. "I take that back. If Hank wants to shoot Scott, he has my blessing.