Lucy took a slight step back. She stuffed her hands in the pocket of her coat as she watched the two interact for the first time. She hadn't thought about it until that moment, but for the most part, the two couldn't be any different. Roger was quite the out-going and charming sort of bloke- he always had a joke and he was always smiling. Nikolas was much more reserved, but still just as friendly.
As Roger turned back toward her, a breath she hadn't realized she was holding escaped from her lips.
"Terrible things, actually. There is not one redeeming quality about you- don't know why there'd be a fan club for you," she told him with as straight a face she could muster. It didn't last long before a smile cracked.
She reached toward Nikolas' hand and intertwined her fingers with his. "Brilliant. Let's go. I'm starved, really."