[ It most certainly does not. Rhys isn't sure if he feels chastised, embarrassed, or vaguely flattered by the end of all that, standing awkwardly as colournrises to his face. He doesn't sport a full blush, but he does cough out a weak laugh and clear his threat, straightening and running. A hand back through his hair.
He's going to kill Tony for this later, he thinks. Until one of the table's pieces of eye candy attaches themself to his side, some well-cut and refined guy with perfect teeth and a smile that leaves Rhys feeling like a teenager all over again.
Correction: he will kill Tony much later, if all goes well. ]
L...let's spin that table?
[ Rhys is literally the Least Prepared for this, but he's got money to burn (apparently??) and that's enough for everyone else there.]
tags you back anyway!!
He's going to kill Tony for this later, he thinks. Until one of the table's pieces of eye candy attaches themself to his side, some well-cut and refined guy with perfect teeth and a smile that leaves Rhys feeling like a teenager all over again.
Correction: he will kill Tony much later, if all goes well. ]
L...let's spin that table?
[ Rhys is literally the Least Prepared for this, but he's got money to burn (apparently??) and that's enough for everyone else there.]