Ew. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes and batted his lashes furiously instead. "Thank you Michael. You're looking rather fetching yourself. Is that a new frock?"
He wasn't going to comment on Ryland's parents not being able to handle him. Mostly because all he could think of to say in response to that sounded like a "your mum" joke. He jiggled his knee against Ryland's and shifted a little; Ryland was a skinny motherfucker, but there was a lot of him and all those bones got heavy.