"I'm not," Conor laughed. "You're safe. Junior. Faux-pas averted or something." That had sounded a lot smarter in his head. He took a sip of his drink right as she was pointing it out.
"Really?" Forgive her shock Conor, but that seems to be a bit rare around here. Taking a sip of her own coke Kenya paid a glance to their more intoxicated peers.
"So that'll be two people who will remember that they made out." She commented, pointing to a rather odd couple taking over a doorway.