Lexi laughed softly, watching Emma leave the room. The poor girl. She'd certainly chosen to make the wrong sort of friends if quite and demure was what she was looking for. Katie and Lexi were no where near either of those marks. "I think there's a lot in Mrs. Emma Dobbs that Adrian knows how to draw out," she smirked, kicking her feet up onto the coffee table. It was horribly rude, but if Emma was too busy worrying over penis talk then surely she wouldn't be all that bothered with Lexi's relaxed state.
She laughed as Katie made a disgusted face. "Just think of Marcus' mutant penis," she teased, wishing Emma had stayed in the room just a little bit longer. It was both good and bad advice. Good, because then they didn't have to think about Adrian and Emma. Bad, because if she wasn't thinking about them, she started thinking of her own options.
No sooner had she thought that, did her option walk in flanked by Marucs and Adrian. Smiling at his greeting, she was a little disappointed when Clint plopped down beside Emma, but she assumed it was the combination of too wine and even more sex talk. "No," she laughed, just knowing Emma's face had gone bright red even if he couldn't see it, "Katie and I were discussing cock and Emma was blushing like a virgin."
Marcus snorted at that, finding it so strange to hear the words cock, virgin, and Emma in one explanation. There was just something entirely wrong about that. Moving to where Katie was, he dropped a light kiss to her forehead without much thought. He could be affectionate when he was out of it, apparently, but not so much when he was drunk. He had not been expected the silent room and awkward/incredulous stares.
"What?" he snapped, glaring back at their scrawny little happy faces.