Fred gave a small laugh and glanced down at his drink before looking back up at Zach. "It's hard to top George and me, but having more fun might just be a twin thing, rather than a red thing," he grinned, leaning his elbow against the bar as he curled his fingers into his aforementioned hair.
Truth be told, Fred had no regrets about any of his flirtations, even if he wasn't sure what flirting was supposed to mean past that, if anything. But if he was going to have fun tonight, then that's what he was going to do, over-analyzing be damned.