"My apologies...R.." He wasn't really comfortable calling her Ro. "Sure, Ro." He said it weirdly, it was like the words didn't really feel right to come out of his mouth.
Dante propped his leg on the empty chair next to him. JP would have been there by now, and it wasn't his business to save him a seat anyway. Besides, the rumor mill had it on good source that he had previously been seen flirting with that Warren guy, and there was no way Dante could compete with him. It was time to circle the wagons and move on. He had been single most of his life, so it wasn't that big of a deal really.
To be honest, he really had no idea of what was going on, it was more like he was on for the ride, and he just hoped that he wasn't going to get bucked off.
Dante forced himself to stop thinking about the Frenchman. This was more important. He straightened up in his chair and glued his eyes to Ororo.