Angelina handed him a filled glass and leaned back to relax (even if his arm was back there). Things were going crazy and drinking it away just for the night seemed like a good idea to her.
"Aw, there's an old adage that beauty's in the eye of the beholder." She pointed out, taking a long drink from her glass and clearing her throat a bit at the burn on the way down. So she'd noticed that Roger's was gorgeous, but that didn't mean he was getting his ego stroked from her.