Wil/Merri - 11:45-ish
Wil heard the cat calls and waved his hand behind him at the ladies he just left. Embarrassed? Not in the slightest. They knew what he was going in there for and he was not going to deny it himself.
He was going to go into this bathroom and put his tongue as far down Merrion Priddy's throat as he could get it. And then swirl.
A little wooden latch wasn't much for him. Don't ask the man to pick a lock (and don't mention that fact in front of Ari), but he still kept a bit of looped wire on him, usually somewhere in his hair. The party was raging outside and the door swung silently open. He'd checked first that Merri was in there to regain his composure, and Wil had certainly heard the rumblings of what he assumed was Merri reassuring himself.
When he shut the door, the latch clicked back into place with a small thud. He saw Merri turn around and rewarded him with a predatory grin for continuing to look so appetizing. He looped his wire around the latch and its hand and tied it together. "Funny findin' y'here."