"Seriously, I have no idea what it is about that guy. He's just always so quiet," Cassie giggled a drunken giggle as she reached for the glass, nearly knocking it over before she got the stem firmly in her hands and took a sip. "He's such an enigma, and so dreamy..." She trailed off with a sigh as Izzie gave a little cough. "What's wrong?" She cocked her head to the side blinking at her best friend in an owlish way as she set her glass aside to stretch slow and languid. She took a moment in her extended state to look over her nails, they'd come out rather pretty. She shook her head, ending her stretch on her hands and knees, not trusting herself to get up, she crawled over to her friends side and gave her a little hug.<br/><br/>"He seems to like you better than me," She confided softly. It would have taken an idiot not to realize the fellow in question was much more her quiet, bookish friends type than hers. "Besides, you're prettier than me." She nodded firmly, quite convinced of the truth of her pronouncement. Totally oblivious to the way her friend had been looking her over just a few moments ago, she'd been lost in a serious case of the blushes, she pressed a quick peck to her cheek. Well, she'd intended it to be a quick peck, but she lost her balance somewhere along the way and started to fall straight towards her friend.