[With the story continuing, Gladio's laugh rings out again. He knew the video had to have missed something and now he finally has his answer. But hearing about the best remix of the video being made by Highwind herself? It's too much and he shakes with the force of his bellowing laugh, making Ravus bounce a bit on his thighs.]

Gods that's too perfect. Thanks for that.

[He's in the middle of another sip of wine when Ravus responds to his query about the wine with what sounds, to him, like a line. The spark of interest in Gladio's eyes blazes and he quirks his painted lips in a sultry smile.]

Why do you think I work so hard? It's not Highwind I'm trying to please. [Speaking of hard, Gladio is glad that his skirt drapes well enough over his crotch to hide exactly how hard he is. Ravus weight in his lap is warm and welcome, and the oh-so-subtle challenge has Gladio's blood racing.

He wants to separate from this group, to get Ravus alone where he can properly seduce the grad student, so he finishes his glass quickly and then uses the empty glass to tap Ravus' arm.]

Care to show me the bottle? I don't think I've had this wine before and I might have to get a case of it.

[That should provide a good out for the two of them. And if his voice is a little huskier than usual, the other grad students around them could just blame it on the alcohol, right?]