Mel watched the guys and grinned, a little surprised and quite impressed with how Jericho handled his friend. Of course, he<em>looked</em>like a guy who could pull that off and then some, but he didn't seem to be the type. She kept her eyes on him while she walked the rest of the steps and joined the others in the living room. The absurdly cocky guy on the sofa got a smirk when she got there and she ran her fingers through his hair at the back of his neck, clawing up a little, before she swung her leg across his to stand straddling his thighs. She paused for a second, grinned at him and then settled on the sofa next to him, feet on the coffee table and head tilted to look at him.<br/><br/>"Hi, I'm Mel. You live here too?"