Ley Ley shot an unamused look towards Lawliss and flipped Carlos off when he sniggered. At least the man had had the decency to look good for the occasion. Not that there was much he could do to hide the definition of his body. Men with bodies like Lawliss couldn't hide them, it didn't matter how many layers they wore, the broad shoulders and pronounced abs were a dead give-away and Lawliss hadn't even tried. She gave him a appraising once over, "Of course I'm looking good," she snorted as if confused as to why anyone would think anything different, "I'm a Santiago - we're genetically engineered to look good no matter how many years we've put behind us," she looked at her brother, "It's a shame it doesn't extend to the males of our family," she looked at Lawliss, "It's a good thing you're here, it means I can still be associated with the best looking people,"
She looked at the beer in his hand, "You take and give nothing?" she pouted, "Where's my birthday present?"