She had noticed a very different side to him. It had been good to see him let loose and have fun. And what she could remember of the karaoke had been fabulous. Even with the hangover, she would absolutely do it again.
While she would have sat and listened to anything he had to say, no matter the subject, she was glad to hear him respond with 'good'. That meant, at least, in that moment he was good, right? And she was going to do her very best not to wreck it.
Maryanne chuckled softly, temptation to smooth that little wrinkle away with her finger was strong, but she resisted. "I figured that. I wish I would have figured it out sooner, but I do have leftovers. And because Tequila on an empty stomach would be bad, I'll go get them. You can set up one of the tables while I do." She pointed over her shoulder at the billiard tables. She would admit that she did want to see him naked, she didn't want it to be because of one shot of Tequila had been had on an empty stomach. She had no idea how it would affect him, she only had memories of how it had affected her when she'd been much younger. She'd know better next time.