"Hang on, hang on..." Wayne got up from his seat and nodded towards the far corner of the room, where two couches sat facing each other. "Let's go over there, yeah? It's a bit more private."
He led Megan through the maze of furniture to the far corner and sat down on one of the sofas, setting his guitar to lean against the sofa's arm. Looking to either side to make sure there were no eavesdroppers, he finally addressed Megan again.
"Right... So what's been bothering me is you." He stopped himself for a moment, afraid hat his words had come out harsher than he'd meant. "I mean, what's been going on with you the last few days? I mean I understand you going off to eat with Chris, but... You've been avoiding me. And everyone else."