Rhea observed Joseph’s interactions with Elissa - they had to lean in close to hear one another over the rowdy crew, she could see Joseph was quite enthralled, he was rather relaxed and his green eyes were soft. [i]It didn’t mean anything. He was often sociable.[/i] Rhea arose and signalled she was going off to mingle - Joseph glanced as she departed.

Pete was booming with raucous laughter, he had a few rhymes to share himself.

“Dance?” Joseph began, “not like this” he caught her eyes with his own for a moment before he once again observed the crew, he glanced at Elissa as she mentioned her best friend, he knew she meant him, he looked down to the floor between his feet for a second or two, his elbows on his knees as he was sat leaning in towards her, he ran a hand through his hair and brought his gaze up to meet her, he sat back and took a swig of the scotch, “sounds like a great friend” he grinned.