As if on cue, Faye passes by the entrance, a small smirk on her lips as she reaches a hand into Owen's pocket. She knows perfectly well that Owen is involved with someone else — and that isn't even her own ego talking — but the fact remains that it's easiest for them to go unnoticed when they act as a pair with just a touch of intimacy.

If it weren't such an easy act to feign, it might piss Faye off more.

"Aren't you a bit hot?" Faye asks, glancing over her shoulder with an arched brow. "Here, let me take that off your hands. We can catch up. Interested in a drink or two?"