Daniel/BB
BB looked up from her phone to fix Daniel with a 'uh, duh' look. "No shit, Sherlock, have you seen how few clothes some of these chicks wear? Of course that's a huge draw. If that's what I should've led with, damn, I totally came at this wrong.
"Yes, lots of wimmenz, huge bewbs, the whole nine yards. Whatever you're into, and I mean, if half of them dress like that, I can only imagine what they're like behind closed doors. But I kinda figured you were into that dude that you fucking blindsided at that last Pax thing." She left that particular thread of conversation alone, the explanation spilling out of her more due to her inebriation and less due to her curiosity. A grin spread across her face as her screen apparently showed her what she wanted to see.
"There! He is going!" BB shoved her phone in Daniel's face, far too close for him to actually make sense of what it showed.