He's friendly enough

Megan stuck with Devin; he had already brought her a drink, first of all, and he was very friendly. At his subtle direction they moved to a corner of the room, out of the way of some of the people dancing and closer to the kitchen. She talked to him about her family, her hometown, everything; the attention he gave her was flattering.

The room was a bit warm; between that and talking more than she usually did, she found herself drinking more and more of what he'd brought her. Pretty soon, she brought the cup to her lips and found it empty. Megan looked down and pouted a little; almost immediately, Devin produced another cup for her. "You looked thirsty," he told her, though she had not even seen him get another one. Still, she was grateful for the drink, as she was feeling a little dizzy.

When she mentioned it to Devin, he nodded. Making a bit of a show of looking around, he replied, "Not too many places to sit down 'round here. Here, come up to my room and lay down 'til you feel better."