"Tildie, baby." Becca was let go long enough for Mattie to be pulled in and given a hug and kiss on the lips. Mike's little "claiming," which did not go unnoticed by Clyde anyway, was mirrored by Clyde. One arm around each of his magical mamas. He held them close, and he didn't mind at all that it might seem possessive. He gave each of them a kiss on the top of the head.
"Ladies, this is Avery. Mechanical genius. And Mike, supercop extraordinaire. They're roommates." As if that were an important bit of information. "Avery, Mike, the redheaded beauty is Becca." He gave Becca a squeeze. "And the dark haired lovely is Mattie, or Matilda. She's English, so watch out." Mattie got a squeeze as well.
"We're waitin' on a hot little Jedi number, but she's somewhere round the city. Wanna hit a bar and wait for her there? Someone got her number or somethin'? Don' want her runnin' round out there all by her lonesome or some shit like that." Clyde had his arms full, but Mike could grab the blonde that would be showing up. Two men, four women, not a bad bit of figuring.