"I think it's worth a shot," Gale decides, smiling back. No one ever could say he's not willing to take a risk. And if it defies how things are supposed to be, or everything he's been told it's supposed to be, all the better.

Following Lydia's gaze, his eyes narrow as it's revealed. He might have known it'd be Courfeyrac. No wonder the guy had thrown a fit when he'd seen Gale's clothes earlier; this is all his idea. He doesn't recognize the girl next to Courf at first, and he's wondering just what they're planning now when -

"Are they singing?" he asks, incredulous. The song isn't one he recognizes right off the bat, though the rhythm sounds vaguely familiar.