Seriously. This whole situation was just to weird for Seth. Yes there was some phrase along the lines of 'don't give it out if you can't take it' or some shit, but he really couldn't give a fuck. What did he want from him really? She had been begging him to leave her alone for months and finally he was, partly due to her weird mood swing and a little more to due with the fact that Savannah was looking into the press a little to much, and now here she was forcing herself into his sight line and making small talk.
He looked down at her only to be captivated yet again by the fact that she was wearing hardly anything. Face. Look at her face. He quickly reminded himself. You have a wife, and her cleavage is much nicer. Not to mention MacFarlan is a complete bitch on her normal days.
"Faring pretty well, I suppose. Not much to do in the off-season, so here I am at an old teacher's retirement party." Seth took another long sip of his drink, congratulating himself at keeping his answer short and mundane. "Although the teenage girls ogling me is quite tiring. I'm thinking I might bail once I find Savannah."
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