Re: 7:25 p.m., by the bar - aurora / daniel
Chris's brows shot up, his bottle hovering near his mouth as Aurora switched languages on him in front of Daniel. He set the beer down, grinning from ear to ear.
"Secrets certainly don't make friends. This one's manners definitely need work, I agree completely, but I will say that's part of the charm, don't you think?" Despite his white bread appearance, the Spanish rolled off of his tongue easily and fluently After the words were expelled, he glanced back at Daniel, completely implying that they were, of course, talking about him.
"Yeah, Daniel, none of your concern," he added in, pushing his half-empty bottle from one hand to the other as he reached out to poke the other man in the side; a poke that turned into a slight grab, hooking one finger into a belt loop to pull him more in Chris's direction. "Why, you gonna be jealous if she doesn't go home with you tonight?" His tone implied that he wasn't entirely talking about Aurora.