He had been glad that Ariel had taken his teasing cat call as the well-meaning banter it was, and he returned her stuck out tongue with a feigned haughty incredulity and a friendly wink.<br/><br/>Marc had taken a long draw from his new whiskey glass when Derrick assigned the dare to Mike, even though he was starting to feel his first round just fine. He had to assume that others would give a better experience for Mike's enjoyment, as he'd never kissed a man, and until tonight, was confident he'd never be in a position to.<br/><br/>The idea of being chosen didn't frighten him, and it definitely didn't disgust him, it just sent him on an odd journey into his own insecurities, and his secure yet stubborn sexuality. He avoided eye contact with Derrick and then Mike as the victim was being scoped, not wanting to give the impression that he'd be any fun for the assignment. He felt bad about doing so, not wanting to seem homophobic, which was something that he was very fervent about not showing sign of, and battling against foes with smaller minds. He knew that emotions weren't always rational, perhaps his least of all.<br/><br/>He did smile when Derrick and Mike shared the kiss. It was sweet and damned better than he could have done, he confirmed. He left his (good natured) remarks unsaid, leaving a smile on his face so he hopefully wouldn't be seen as anything but pleased with Mike getting some enjoyment with another man.