"Oh, you want me to ask him?" Cait took a sip of her drink for courage and then looked at David as he mixed Noelle's drink. "So, David? I know we're kind of giggly and my sister's a little...well. Let's just say it, she's pretty drunk. Anddddd, I know you're not one of those guys with like, a conscience? So her being intoxicated probably isn't a factor to you. And I don't really see a conflict with Evan keeping you away from, you know, bumping uglies. Although, I obviously don't know or pretend to know how your friendship with that asshole works. But anyways, how would you feel about having sex with my lovely, gorgeous sister over here to help relieve some of her stress. She might even leave Evan alone if she's not bound so tight." Cait could hardly keep a straight face. She really hoped Noelle wasn't pissed. It was funny, really.