Sharpay sat up and leaned across the table. Hello, gossip.

"Next dinner?" she repeated, fascinated. "There was a first - an intentional first?"

She'd seen some of Pinkie's discussions with Instructor Champloo on the BBS, but she hadn't kept up with Pinkie as much as she should have. Which she was kicking herself for now. Pinkie clearly had some excitement going on in her life even beyond her homecoming nomination, and Sharpay had clearly been a bad friend.