Rielle rolled her eyes. "I'm not. I'm just observing people at a party." She turned around, though, to face the house and lean her back against the railing. He was a dick, and she didn't take anything he said to heart, but she still didn't like the fact that he might have thought she was a pervert. Because she wasn't, thank you very much. "Is that wrong?" She hated that she felt like she needed to defend herself to the likes of him. But she did.
"Aren't there any girls here you can go molest, or something?" And leave her alone on the balcony, to enjoy fresh, cool air. Not that he'd ever given her the impression that he was a molester, or whatever. But he did look suspicious out there all by his lonesome. Even he had to admit that.