Re: Rodeo / Open
Cassie resisted the tug as best she could although he did succeed in pulling her just the slightest bit closer. She laughed it off; at least outwardly. The laugh didn't quite reach her eyes and the action had given her another one of those feelings that maybe approaching him hadn't been the wisest decision of the night.
"Connecticut." She murmured, "You?" It was a polite question. Cassie's actual interest in where Rodeo was from beyond knowing it was South of the Mason Dixon based on his accent was pretty low despite being usually fairly friendly and chatty.