Honey didn't know about any darker interior. As far as she was concerned he was...Paul. Xander's friend. Sweet Paul, who would always get her a drink at a party when her own date was over somewhere else, trying to be sneaky with some run of the mill floozy.
She would have bet her life Xander did that sort of stuff just for the game of it - all around- so many different players in his game.
But then again, she wasn't in love with Paul so for all she knew he could have been doing the same to some other girl. Honey didn't think so though...and besides why would she care if he was getting her a drink.
"A man who waits for an offer?" She giggled then. Clear as crystal, it carried merrily between them,"maybe if it was a different time...a different place and I knew then what I know now I would have made you an offer." Her smile did not fade, even as she reached across to set her glass down (on a coaster of course). "but you couldn't have made it too easy for me. You would had to have played hard to get Paul."