"Oh," Greg breathed because, well, that image did things to him and he didn't really want to run around with a raging boner so he needed to act fast and get the image temporarily out of his mind. "Very quick round," he agreed and who was he kidding and why was the thought of Phee wearing nothing but heels so fucking sexy? He wasn't sure just how quick this round could be, everyone was a little excited and hyper tonight and that meant chatty. He kind of felt like just disappearing if he was honest but he followed Phee anyway, feeling a little high despite the fact he was sober.