"Your face is whiney." A typical Mao response. "There can't be a million hamburgers here, that's like, impossible." He shook his head, his expression grim as if there not being a million hamburgers was something to mourn over. "Science should get on that."
It wasn't long after entering the house that Mao caught sight of Lukas talking to Nadi. God damn, what vagina wasn't he trying to stick it in? He wrinkled his nose, eyes narrowing in a glare as he tightened his grip around James' waist. "James, my dear, I think we'll prefer the air over by the pool area, don't you?" Also that was where the grill was, so like, he could run away from Lukas and stuff his face. Everybody wins!