Roger smiled slightly as Mel leaned against him, arms tightening ever so slightly about her waist. She smelled rather nice actually. Looking down at Mel, he gave her his most innocent look and shrugged his shoulders. Flattering was one of his many forte, he knew just how well it worked to getting birds on his side.
"You like it, admit it," Roger teased, grinning at her now. "Really? Well isn't that just convenient. And let me guess? You want some fancy full English Breakfast, yeah? You are so lucky I like you." When Mel mentioned Janelle, Roger coughed and looked away for a minute. So that was her name! He thought it was something with a J.
"Now, now, love, contrary to what you and Cho think, hardly some sort of male slag, am I?" he said with a chuckle. "I barely know the bird, besides I would never take advantage of a drunk bird to that extent, even if the proper birds won't even give me the time of day"