Bryn and John
A smile lifted the corners of John's mouth at her response. Now he was really hoping that she didn't have a boyfriend. Or a husband... Or a wife. Or any other sort of romantic partner that wasn't open to guests, so to speak. And if it turned out she did, well he'd have to face the consequences of his actions, the same as he did every other time he waltzed in and ruined something good. It wasn't like she was pushing him away though. She was being fairly forward.
In for a penny and all that...
"I was thinking pretty much the same thing" he replied. John reached and took a hold of her, jaw, leaning in to kiss her.