Maggie, Vivian's girlfriend

A slightly taller brunette turns around to look to Vivian. "Maggie, this is my friend John."

Maggie looks to you, and smiles widely. You notice an immediate change in her body language. "Ah, *that* friend John," she says with recognition. She comes in for a hug, holding you warmly in a way that a female acquaintance never does at first meeting. She pulls away after a moment, the fingers of one hand lingering on your arm. "Vivian has told me about you. It's good to meet you in the flesh," she says, her eyes darting down towards your crotch as she giggles slightly.

Vivian looks to you meaningfully. "Maggie and you have a common interest in what I have inside this blouse," she says, undoing another button to punctuate her statement.

It takes you a moment to realise what she's implying. "Oh, cool," you say to her. You're not entirely sure how it changes anything about the situation, as Vivian is obviously still flirting with you, and Maggie seems to feel warmly towards you as well. "Where did you meet?"

"At a gig," Maggie says. "Viv was making a little bit of eye contact, but was a bit shy about coming up to ask me. I don't have that problem, fortunately." She smiles at you, and looks to Viv. "Looks like she doesn't have that problem where you're concerned, though."

"I don't know what you're talking about," Vivian says, undoing another button of her blouse. Maggie starts to laugh, and you quickly follow.