Well, the girl had spirit too. If he didn't know better, he'd imagine that Beth had planned this whole thing as a practical joke. A half naked sexy teenager skipping into their kitchen and opening with a sexual reference? Colin wondered how much of Ardy's brashness was a front, perhaps covering up for nerves. She looked like a girl who was well aware of her body, and the effect that it must have on most men. Himself included; he was hardly a Buddhist monk after all. Colin had stronger urges than that, though, and one of them kicked in as soon as he saw how flustered Beth became at her friend's comment. The girl might not have intended to fluster Beth, but his fiance was clearly taking all of this badly. He could only imagine that whatever had gone on in the basement had been more of the same.<br/><br/>Which meant he suddenly had a very clear role to play, and it wasn't being a guy who ogles nubile young girls in their underwear. The first thing was to not give her the upper hand. Colin smiled broadly at Ardy's joke. "No, we were just finishing up. Sometimes these things go faster than you'd think. So you must be Ardy. I'm Colin. I've heard an awfully lot of good things about you." Shaking hands seemed to formal, and a hug was out of the question. Colin grabbed the red wine. "Can I pour you a glass? No ID required."