Dylan/?
Dylan loved a good party, and this had the promise to turn out to be a very good party. The music was mostly great (he really didn't get all of the old stuff, but it wasn't too bad) and there was plenty of alcohol and the decorations were fabulous. McKinnon gave quite a show in that dress of hers too. He was quite sure that if she raised her hands they'll all get a view of more than just her legs, and looking was a great distraction from looking at another someone who was looking fabulous tonight.
So far he'd managed to completely avoid Dom. It was just a matter of making sure to always be on the other side of the garden. If he avoided her enough, she'd move on and forget him and well - it would be easier all around. Wouldn't it?
Pushing it out of his mind, Dylan took another beer and promptly turned his back on the area where Dom was at the moment.