"Hey, no. Color me impressed, that was amazing," Dean says in response to her defense. "I haven't been able to do that since I was a teenager. Which, ouch, that makes me sound old. Forget I said it."

He's glancing around the party too; he knows quite a few people here, the result of nosiness, mostly. And he's thinking Cassie needs to get out in the open.

"Yeah, alright. I'll hunt you down soon. Might not be tomorrow, since I don't do hangovers well." He links his arm in hers again, and tugs her gently in the direction of the people.

"C'mon. Ms. Host told me I'm supposed to be introducing you, so that's what I'm gonna do."