As odd as this guy seemed to Lavender, she was a bit drawn to him. She wasn't attracted, perse, she just felt comfortable talking to him. It was nice.
"I suppose. I like talking to people though. Even if it's me doing most of the talking. Which sounds a bit vain but that's just how I've always been. Silence gets to me sometimes." She had run on a little bit there, but Lavender couldn't always control the words that spilled from her lips. The glass of wine in her system wasn't helping that either. Tom handed her glass number two and she took a large sip.