Gale/Storm/Juliette - after dinner
Oh no. Oh no. If she could have sunk through the floor right that moment, she certainly would have. She liked Storm, which only made it worse. She would have loved to escape and speak with him at any other time, but with Gale making insinuations about fondness, well.
"Hello, Storm," she said, bowing her head to him in greeting, trying for the smooth, casually conversational tone Gale adopted so easily. "A pleasure to see you."