"Hey, Coach." Wayne made his way from Sally to Angelina with a glass of punch in hand. It was really nice of her to come to his party. Oddly enough, Wayne didn't feel any nerves going up to a pretty girl. Maybe he was getting better at this, bit by bit. She was a bit away from the party and Wayne didn't want anyone to not enjoy themselves.
"Here," he said and handed her the glass. "Thought you might want some punch."