Ana/Will
Will shrugged, taking one of the glasses from the table - he didn't care who it belonged to - before tasting some of the contents. Shit was good. "We start as we mean to go on." Fucking all the way, unable to keep their hands off each other whilst simultaneously being sickening. Good times.
"I didn't do anything, really." Modest Will? "I just basically said what I wanted and James organised it... can't remember if I wanted blue orchids or white - I think blue, though. He did a good job. Precious, almost." The contents of the glass were drained. "So - speaking of precious - how is your charming man?" Will raised an eyebrow for effect.