As Remy was the first to look up at her, Kitty glanced over at him and smiled at what she saw. He was the new guy and wow, he was good looking. But Raven distracted her quickly.
"Nope, I'm stealing him away to my room, if he'll come without a fight," Kitty replied to Raven without blinking, a smile on her face that could easily suggest that she liked very much to stare at Pete. When he smiled at her, no amount of practice could have given her the skill to hide the way her eyes lit up. She pushed off the door frame and stood up straight, her dancer's posture giving her the full advantage of her five foot eight inch frame.
"I'll pour you a drink," Kitty offered, in case he needed the persuading. Somehow, speaking to him in front of two people who--judging from their attitudes--would easily jump to conclusions seemed like a lot less pressure than if Kurt or Ororo or someone had been in the room.