Ram + Graham
Ram really hadn't meant he would promise anything on Gael's behalf, because obviously that wouldn't work even if he tried, but it didn't really seem important to clarify. If Fina was going to be included in the group of kickass women+, and she was, maybe Gael would be around anyway, and then Ram could leave it all in the hands of fate. It had worked for him, rather spectacularly. "No promises," he agreed. "I just don't know whether my singe male friends are in the relationship place." That was all he'd meant, really, that he couldn't promise they were even potential Mr Right, let alone the real thing.
Saving the contact as simply 'Graham!' for now (Ram would add some embellishment later), Ram nodded. "Would you prefer I'd tried to be coy about it?" Ram asked, because honesty, that just seemed more exhausting for Graham than openly admitting he was a fan. But what did he know? He'd never been famous. "I mean, you said it yourself, I'm an open book, for the most part. I'm not very good at coy."