"I find it hard to believe that such a lovely young lady is here by herself." The blonde giggled and tucked a strand of hair behind one ear.
"Oh, I'm not really here alone. My girlfriend is here," she waved to the bar at large, "…somewhere."
"That's not quite the kind of company I meant." No ring, nice dress, bit of, what? Jasmine? Yeah, she was fancied up for the evening.
"So, gorgeous, buy you a dri--"
"Hornfreak."
"Cyclops?"
"Dominique!" A blur of lavender, and then there was kissing.
Oh.
Oh.
"Cy--"
"No, you may not watch."
Damn.