The peer pressure worked and with a roll of his blue eyes, Oliver conceded good naturedly. The quick pile of drink order followed his retreating back before he was swallowed in the crowd.
"So, Genevieve." Jenn sipped her martini, looking over the French woman with polite curiousity. "Where are the rest of your teammates?" The question had been posed innocently enough to hide the business like burrowing of information.