Pants. She had to wear pants. Next time he was going to beg for the jeans the see where that got him. So long as Ollie wasn't skimming through Di's text messages, he would be safe. And even if his friend happened to find out what had been going on (see Di's big mouth) he knew he would be safe. It was all in good fun.
Three drinks in and he was just starting to feel a buzz. Another two more and he would be toasty, but neither of them had plans to stop there. They had a long night ahead of them, with cheap drinks to entertain. The story had him chuckling and he shook his head. Never had he questioned the footwear of the kickass beauty beside him, it was dangerous territory. "One day Barry won't go around asking stupid questions. Mind you, we'll all be dead by that day, but still..."