"Remember me, the next event--every event--'k?"

She pets her sheer legs restlessly, bleeds need. When she feels her legs, her knees, her feet, JC sees she's very sexy. Even when he prefers men. She feels herself; he sees her pretty eyes. The needy element seems lessened, then.

"Men, the men here, they're jerks," she tells JC. "They need excess, they need endless sex. They need me, then, the newer, the better. They bed me. Except when they're...." JC gets her end.

Yes, he'll remember her--pretty, petty, never reserved. He expects he'll be elsewhere, when she needs JC.