"Hi Cassie. Nice to see you could peel yourself away from bowling long enough to join us." unfortunately, he couldn't focus long on Paul's company, because everyone was asking questions and wanting hummus. Not only that, it took him a mere few seconds to undress her and pillage her village without so much as a blink or symptom. Besides, he had to introduce everyone, didn't he? The natural born leader straightened his spine, inhaled through the corner in the side pocket of his proud, illuminated grin and by habit, arched the Olympian brow.
"Most of us know each another, but I'm not sure if everyone's met my cheerleader. Her name's Emma. She's shy. So if we could all be politely condescending and beat that out of her with sarcasm." the palm of his hand hovered over her head as if he controlled strings, or was feeling the sunbeam (or was that a moonbeam?) that lodged her here tenderly as a gift from another world. "Lia, that's Cassie, Posei--" Hmph. "Paul's uh, they're dating. His girlfriend?" he held back the urge, visibly, to anyone who knew him, the need to say 'nakedfriend.'.
"Sam, I met him at the bar." and, let's not mention the extremely inexplicable need to fuss over his accomplishments paternally. Shall we, Zeus? "You guys all know each other?"