Jamie raised one eyebrow, as if to indicate, 'I am less than impressed with how you're treating my friends'. All he said out loud was, "Yup, that'd be me."
Roxanna shot Julia a look over her glass, as if to say, 'You see what I mean?' She let her hair fall around her face as she drank, anger and a tiny pang of rejection coursing through her.
"God, what an asshole," she muttered in French, not caring who heard.