“As I can see most of you are actually welcomed to join in the merriment the evening has to offer…”
“Others are not extended that invitation. You know who you are.”
“You’re a friendly sort of fellow, aren’t you?”
“I’d like to think so, yes. And whom may I ask is speaking? Another friendly person perhaps?”
“I certainly try to be friendly, though maybe not as hard as you.” She flashed him a quick smile. “You can call me Summer. And you? Do you have a name, or are you just Mr Friendly?”