Beatrice's POV.
The Cafeteria is a nightclub where bodies of witches, hexes, and humans pulse alongside one another to the electric call of music, where alcohol flows, and where we are a world away from the social events of bid season.
I seriously doubt any girl from Lilith's would admit to coming to a place like this. Of so blatantly flaunting the separate clauses of the peace accord my mother and Sebastian's father agreed upon. Of risking her reputation by choosing to be so thoroughly...not magical.
Except it is.
The Cafeteria is like stepping across yet another threshold into a world that thrums. Beneath our feet, the floor vibrates to the music and above us neon lights flash to their beat. Along the walls are tables of people and Hex waiters move through the crowds delivering drinks to raucous parties.
"It's like that scene in Dirty Dancing," Sebastian says low near my ear. "The one where she carries the watermelon."
"What's Dirty Dancing?"