Both feet are on the ground now, but her hands are still on him, straightening out his shirt and just taking advantage of the moment to touch him. Not like he'll deny her that. And for now, yes, they do look like a couple just canoodling in the corner and not a couple of horndogs who are bad influences on each other. Without looking closely, they won't see his still open fly or her skirt still hiked up higher than it should be.

They'll probably see the condom wrapper and the glass still on the floor, but really, that's just thinking about other non-important things at the moment.

"Jesus, Jimmy," she laughs, playfully shoving him away so she can move to fix her own clothes and hair. "You just got off and already you're thinking about doing it again?" Not that he's the only one here thinking about it; Angela has to tease him about it sometime. Why not now?