"Noelle keeps talking about me? Well, duh. It's only natural. She's in love with me or whatever." He shrugged like it was no big deal and swirled his whiskey in his glass. "I'm attached to the hottest girl on the face of the planet. Except that she's not my girlfriend. We're just dating, technically. Or going on dates, I guess. I'll still pass on Noelle, though, even though she's probably a feisty little ferret in the sack." He laughed at the thought. Uptight, high strung Noelle would be a freak, if anything.
"Well, if they're going to do that, I'm going to need another drink." She finished off what was in her glass and pushed it towards David.