Trev Scabior sold his scruples for a galleon. (opportunist) wrote in wished,
Trevor took the kiss, mildly surprised. There was no real reason for Gretchen to reign herself in and he had given her good cause to be in a giddy mood. Still, he hadn't seen it coming and leaned back, watching the mischievous smile that played on lips with interest. Usually he could tell what Gretchen was thinking but beyond the fact something was on her mind, he was at a loss. Or, he smirked to himself, she was just thinking about a second round of their fun earlier.
He leaned forward and poured a glass for Gretchen, glancing over at Natalie closely. He wasn't sure how to reconcile Gretchen's attitude with the blonde's presence, yet. But he sat back with little sign of his curiosity and went back to watching them chat with renewed interest.