"Ooh, I always adore a flexible man. Such a rare thing these days." She said with a giggle and a beam of her own. Nimbly, too, she moved her chair about the table so that she was closer to Sam, instead of across from him.

Resting her head on and upturned palm, she kept her full attention on her fellow Cheerleader as he spoke. "Better dorks than at each others throat, all I have to say." Before she laughed and nodded in agreement. "So much better to do kissing on the ground. Bugs, wind, who knows what else is up there. Total disaster waiting to happen

Again, though, she playfully swatted at him. "You are no such thing! What makes you think something silly like that?"