Girls like assholes. Somehow Casey had a problem truly believing that, but he kept his mouth shut for the moment. He could argue that point later.

Casey's shoulders relaxed when Leon moved away, and he kept his place with his arms crossed in front of him. He watched as he was told to, less because he was told and more because he wanted to see the outcome.

He frowned when he heard Leon spout off French. That just wasn't plain fair. It didn't matter if he was an asshole, if he said everything in French it just made everything sound all... fancy and... stuff. Still, he watched Leon talk and invite himself, and watched the reactions of the girls around him.