"Ahh," Brooke said, catching on. "Is she my competition for your affection?" she asked, leaning towards him and giving him a nudge. He had mentioned having a girlfriend, and while he was far too old for her, and not at all her type, she was enjoying the teasing.
Brooke grinned, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Exactly. I'm clearly the only fight worthy thing in this damn place." She swirled the coke around in her glass. It would be so much better if it had a shot of whiskey in it. Or vodka. Or... anything, really.