Every so often the girl could be a bit oblivious- no one is perfect, and she never once said she was. But when someone usually fires back with the same playful flirting banter and then suddenly doesn't, well, that is plain to see something was wrong. Or his head could be way high into the clouds. So, yeah, Rayanne notice right off the bat, her smile faltering just a wee bit and already feeling herself getting a bit uncomfortable. Emotional situations always made her uneasy, hence why she rather joke around with people and make them feel good with a good round of laughter. And, being who she was, she wanted to out right ask if there was something wrong, but it really was none of her business. Did they have a friendship thing going on? Not that Rayanne knew of. It was all business related with a bit of humor as a side dish.
Perhaps this is what it's like to have a job and awesome coworkers.
She shifted from one booted foot to the other. Watching him glance at her things, and right away thinking she should have cleaned all her crap up, but what for? Exactly. She is allowed to have a bit of a messy tent. Gave Gavin a good excuse to wig out over. Getting under that guy's skin was a lot more fun when he was annoying the shit out of her. If Rodeo so much as even said what he was thinking of her and Gavin, the look of disgust he would have gotten.. they weren't an item- never have been and never will. And if others in the camp thought so without saying anything about it, yeah, she was oblivious to that. Still didn't stop any of the men from wanting a piece of her.
Both of her hands came up and fired imaginary guns at him with her index and thumb. "Shoot away, cap." Her hands then dropped to her sides before hearing what he had to ask that she really only did have the answer for. Weird, how something so simple as that got her all kinds of excited. Her blue eyes lit up and she bounced in place before sliding herself over toward him. "Of course there is a way. There is always a way. We could either use my device or, if this is really personal, I can totally set it up on yours. I don't like peeping. I just like helping." Yet, with anxious wiggling fingers, as she brought her hands up toward him, the being patient part was wearing off real quick. "We simply have to broadcast it. Invisibly, obviously. But only that person gets to see it. Using something that will flag their attention."