Timmy did not know that anyone was looking at him. He did know that everyone was looking at everyone else, as he was, too, much like you rummaged through the loose tomatoes at the Safeway to locate the one you liked the best. There was so much to look at, his mind was such a jumble of impressions, that he knew he might as well just relax and go with the evening, because it was already too exciting to make much sense of.
