Ned started slightly at the sound of his own name, and listened as the voice spoke quietly into his dark ear. The voice was unfamiliar, but it's tone and the words were all reminiscent of Victor Vincenzi, Ned's best and oldest friend. For a second, Ned felt his heart rise up in hope, but the next second, he felt it falter as the thought of the last time Perry had tricked him with his friends' voices.

"Prove it," Ned murmered, his voice, quiet and urgent. He desperately wanted to get up and look for the source of the voice, but he knew that if he did it would draw Perry's attention and Ned wasn't completely sure if this was her witchcraft or if it were indeed Victor and the other coming to rescue him. "Because I don't believe you, so prove it," Ned whispered, watching the dark-haired Perry flirt and joke with the older man.