Justin, looked over her shoulder, at the abandoned wall behind her. “Nope. And probably good thing I can’t... you haven’t done much at all. I hope you realize what a nightmare it is sleeping in a flat that’s just recently been painted as well?” He was trying to push his way in - subtly of course.
His eyes eventually seem to catch the bizarre attire Sally was wearing. He laughed, loudly too, before he bit into his bottom lip - still laughing a little, though. “What are you wearing?” His own wine, loosening his tongue.