Daniel/BB
"Cardboard and spray paint it is." He gladly took the glass, bright pink and utterly out of character for him though it was, and clinked it against hers before downing half of it in a single go. And then she tried to bring up Chris again, and once again Daniel did his best to sidestep any mention of him. Things were still too new, too tenuous, for him to run the risk of ruining them so soon. So he shook his head, pointing at her once more.
"Oh no you don't," he said. He tipped back the last of the Champagne, then motioned to the waitress for another glass. He was two sheets to the wind already, and more than happy to keep working on the third. "Back to the pretty pretty princesses and Jean Greys and shit. And more importantly, Mr. Coates. If I do this for you, you better stand in line with me to meet him. Or at least go make beer runs for me while I wait. It's only fair."