Cait raised her eyebrows ever so slightly. "That sounds delicious," she said after a moment. "Exactly what I had in mind. Are you sure you're not like, a mind reader or something?" Though, she supposed he sort of had to be. Weren't bartenders supposed to be really good at reading people? She figured David was just one of those guys. "And can you fix my sister up another drink? If we're going to be here a while, I don't want her getting bored." She laughed and shook her head. She wasn't trying to get her sister wasted. She just wanted Noelle to enjoy herself. And if she was forced to spend time with Dumb and Dumber, then she figured she needed to be hosed.
"Ever play that game? It's supposed to be name four people. One you'd marry, one you'd 'do', one you'd kill and one you'd fuck in an elevator or something stupid like that. I can't really remember the specifics. But we can just play a little altered version. Me or David. Who would you 'do'?" Evan used finger quotes and everything because he was that kind of guy. Plus, who called it 'doing it' anymore? Weren't they out of elementary school? Evan had been calling it 'fucking' since sixth grade.