Twin blue eyes were locked on that odd.. flowy.. hair, and he stared at it as first Del spoke, then Tex. He couldn't take his eyes off of it. What the hell was wrong with her hair? It didn't just.. float on its own. But he managed to tear his eyes away from the long, floating red hair to look over at Tex, and forced the annoyed expression back onto his face.
"Fuck you, bitch." As he said this, he lowered down into the seat next to her as she created room for him in the booth. "I'm still hard. Right now. I'm sitting in a restaurant, hard as a fucking rock because of you." So he'd helped himself along a little before he'd gone to find her in her room -- he was just being prepared! "I expect you to jerk me off under the table. Right now." He cleared his throat before rolling his shoulders back. "And yes. Burger sounds nice."