Scoot chuckled and took three from the box and for now shoved them between her tits. He saluted Courf before heading off for the kitchen. Seeing a couple already going at him made him smirk and grab someone else's jacket, not that he cared who it belonged to, and shoved it UNDER the table.
He then pushed her under it with him and tied his jacket around his waist before leaning slightly back to deal with his pants. She should do the same.