Joshua Nolan and Vala
Nolan looked at her for a moment longer, then picked up his new drink. He downed it in one, enjoying the familiar feel of a sliding burn down his throat. He squeezed her leg, and then released. Nolan leaned in confidently and kissed her lightly on the cheek, lingering for a moment to whisper in her ear.
"With that outfit you're wearing, I don't think I can keep on being a gentleman much longer," he said. "So I hope your place is close, unless you feel like getting fucked in a storage closet."