Yeah. It certainly was fun being the bloke girls came to for kissing practice, he thought morosely. It could have been worse though, he supposed.
"Yeah, we'll practice later. Thats... yeah." He wondered if he was asking for trouble here. On the one hand, he'd be kissing Meg. Definitely a good thing, even if it was just so they'd look more convincing on her part. On the other, what if he kissed her and she could tell somehow that he fancied her. That might not be a bad thing. Unless she laughed at him. That idea he didn't fancy so much. He laughed nervously and reached up to rub the back of his neck. "I apologize in advance if I really am horrible at it."
Was she trying to tell him that someone did fancy him? Before she could finish her sentence there was a knock on the door. Damn room service. Oh well, it probably didn't matter anyway.
"In a dressing gown?" he asked. "Like we just-" He was so not finishing that sentence. Champagne. That should keep him busy enough not to say something foolish. "Should we toast to something?" he asked, snatching the bottle off the table and giving her a goofy grin.