John smiled at the idea of the men turning on him, only to find themselves floored by his smaller and much sweeter looking sister. It was almost tempting to try and trigger, but tonight had a point, a goal. He wasn't one to let himself be sidetracked.
At her instruction he hoisted up the blonde, chuckling at her gasp of surprise, and took off with his sibling, just able to keep up. His physical condition was indeed an asset, but between the age gap and his cargo, appearing at Pam's side more breathless. He just smiled, though, enjoying a challenge.
He hoisted the girl off his shoulder and caught her with both arms, steadying her.
"Whoa there, it's alright, I've got you," he said comfortingly, encircling her waist and leading her to the bench. "You're perfectly safe. Unless that hickey comment upset you, because it sounded good to me."
The woman giggled and shook her head, but didn't say anything, and John's grin turned ever so slightly predatory. Having been a pastor previously certainly had it's uses, especially when his previous work had been appeasing some of the most demanding and ridiculous women modern culture could produce.