"Thanks...I think. I feel like this is arming me in case you decide to turn on our alliance." Grinning as he caught the gun effortlessly, he looked around to see if any other familiar faces stood out. So far he was coming up blank. "I'm glad I could too. I feel like meeting more people before school starts might be helpful," he commented with a wry smile. There were a good amount of people considering how big the house was, and Sam hoped he found the right ones to hang with. Like Chase here.
At the mention of girls, however, his focus immediately shifted. Sam might be less smooth than most football players, but he was no less interested in the female persuasion. His gaze swept the surrounding crowd with a surveying eye, and determined Chase was right. "I know. Even if Cali there weren't girls that looked as good as some of the ones I've seen." Either his friend knew more girls than he was joking about, or Trevor was the one with connections. Either way it was a winning situation. "I'm not trying to get beat by jealous boyfriends, though, so you have to be my wing man," he added, knowing he was at a disadvantage not being privy to all the background history.