John | Kitty
John had seperated from Carol and his conversation there. A very drunk Carol was an interesting one to be near. Not that he was overly shy about it. But, when he felt the weight of someone else and arms draped over him, John spun into Kitty making sure she was nice and close.
"You know, I don't." He pursed his lips in thought. "I actually came with my girlfriend. She's real.." John paused leaning in as if sharing an incredible secret. "So fucking sexy." He told Kitty, as if she was a stranger. "I'm dreadfully disappointed that I lost her, mostly lonely." Pouring some he looked to Kitty with pleading eyes.
"Since, I'm lost and alone - you'll keep me company, right?" This was right before he leaned in fishing for a kiss.