[Oh lord. Cyrus's face just slowly melts away into a deep flush, his shoulders raising upwards as if to make himself seem as tiny as possible. Oh Rhys. Why, why must you say things like that.]
Rhys, no. Absolutely not. I'm already humiliated enough as it is. I'm trying to be a good host for a party I didn't even want or throw, but I seem to have to mingle with just about everyone here, so I would appreciate it if we kept the lewd semantics to a minimum until people start to leave. After the majority of the crowd has dispersed, you are welcome to make me feel as uncomfortable as possible, because by then I may have enough liquor in me to be receptive. But as of right now, could we please keep things quiet? It's like you want them to know that we are sort of an item. You know, the type that you find in a clearance bin that you wouldn't expect to be in a clearance bin!
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Rhys, no. Absolutely not. I'm already humiliated enough as it is. I'm trying to be a good host for a party I didn't even want or throw, but I seem to have to mingle with just about everyone here, so I would appreciate it if we kept the lewd semantics to a minimum until people start to leave. After the majority of the crowd has dispersed, you are welcome to make me feel as uncomfortable as possible, because by then I may have enough liquor in me to be receptive. But as of right now, could we please keep things quiet? It's like you want them to know that we are sort of an item. You know, the type that you find in a clearance bin that you wouldn't expect to be in a clearance bin!