"Oh, you are so full of shit." He had been like a kid in a fucking candy store. There was no consideration to begin with.
"By throwing another girl at him? Come on, Evan." Bast didn't seem like the go for a one-nighter with the waitress type, but then again, he was male. What did she know?
Her hands fell to her hips as he brought up Laney. "It wouldn't be a problem, Evan, because my little sister actually trusts me, unlike yours. She tells me about those kinds of things." Including, awkwardly enough, how she'd let Alfie touch her boobs before they'd even kissed. Skipped right over first base, those two. "But if Laney was talking to you, at least I would know she was talking to someone and someone who I trusted to talk to her about that kind of thing. You clearly don't feel the same way."