Pyro/Carol
John pointed right at her drunk face. Well relatively at her face, but at her none-the-less! "Liar! Your pants are practically on fire!" John countered immediately about being only tipsy. "You're drunk, and you know it!" Of course, John was talking much louder than he had needed to, do to his own very intoxicated motivations.
"Exactly!" John scoffed as if it wasn't obvious on who he wanted. "Though, she said something about dancing." John made a face. He was a dancer, but it was only a little. In private. To be romantic. Not in front of people who he didn't know or like.
"There is a lot of people." John agreed, before looking back at Carol. "It's like an entire town is here." Pyro half laughed.