Re: Dylan/Marlene
Dylan's eyes widened. "She what? Sirius?" he looked over at Remus and then at Sirius. "I never got that vibe," he then said, shaking his head. "I just think Remus really believes in all that forever after crap," he said, thinking about his conversation with him. Without him even thinking, his eyes drifted over to Dom, though he returned them almost immediately to McKinnon. That was nothing to think about now.
He laughed as she went on. "Obviously we didn't get the same education as you did," he said. "I do generally prefer the single ones, or the ones where I don't know the partner at least," he laughed. "Less problems that way," he added with a smirk.
He was rather glad he wasn't sipping his beer when she said that, staring at her for a moment. "Wow, that's... unique," he said with a laugh. "Your mother sound about as conservative as my father," he said with a laugh. "Only he didn't talk so much about orgasms as to how to make sure you didn't get anyone pregnant."
"At least those were the parts I listened to," he added with a chuckle, thinking himself an idiot for even considering her suggestion. He looked around, but found that focusing on Marly was so much easier. Oh gods, Jamie's parents were here, this was insane, but never the less he lost his shirt, holding out his arms and showing off his body. "Better this way?" he asked with a smirk. He knew he looked good - he always had, but with the amount of training he'd done lately he was bigger than he had been. The tattoo around his right arm didn't hurt his appearance either. He certainly hoped Moody wasn't going to kill him for this.