Brian and Thomas
Brian had been busy. There was a birthday/anniversary party, a bachelor party and a wedding to organize, plus with the end of the season sales, he'd spent time finding suits and dresses for the wardrobe. That was on top of new arrivals, cover stories, new documents, and odd requests from Vance. Why the fuck were they buying random bathing suits for the new people? He could understand Douglas and Thomas, but were they really going to let Margaret and the other two swim in a frigid lake?
The problem with all these things to do was that he didn't really get to know the new people and there was one in particular that he wanted to know. He grabbed two beers and found the man in question. Brian approached him from behind. He put an arm on Thomas' shoulder as he showed him the bottle and his lips brushed against Thomas' ear. "Care for a beer?"