Evan quirked a brow and leaned forward, as if this suddenly made it so the girls couldn't hear him. "Are you fucking stupid? They're hot. Even if one of them is an annoying twat. I say, try pulling the sister-threesome card. Get them drunk enough. They'd probably do it." He took another sip and leaned back again. He completely ignored Noelle's straw wrapper, even though it hit him squarely in the temple.
Cait looked at her sister and frowned. "Do they think we can't hear them?" She shoved Evan in the shoulder.