The name Reinhart rang a bell; he hadn't recognized Priscilla prior to this evening, but at least that explained Rosalie's connection and investment in the issue. He didn't know if it explained her attitude, though; was she angry that he'd asked someone she knew to dance, or was she angry he'd asked anyone to dance at all?

You don't get to have opinions about who I dance with, he thought with a flush of irritation. Not anymore. But it would be pointless to say as much, because she knew that and had ostensibly just granted her blessing for him to go dance with whoever he liked. Her tone did not imply she meant it, but he couldn't argue with her tone — not ten feet away from the rest of the party, anyway.

"Did her mother request that you chase off anyone who wanted to dance with her?" he returned. "Or did 'her mother' just not want her talking to me?" The emphasis he put on her mother made it clear he thought Mrs. Reinhart really had nothing at all to do with how Rosalie had carried herself during the interaction.

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