Greg was too busy working on getting Ray's chest bare, to bother watching Julien stand (too closely- he was paying attention, out of the corner of his eye, but not to the point of staring. Idle curiousity.) Once he had the shirt up a reasonable distance, he craned his head down to nip and kiss at the bare flesh of Ray's stomach, apparently all ready to start with the body shots- if they were even going to bother with the alcohol.