At some point during the party, I wandered outside to witness... Skank in action...

Dominique: Hey, surfer boy. Caught you checking me out by the pool. In the mood for a little fun?
Navarre: *speechless*

D: Aw, c'mon now, don't be a prude. I know you want some of this, hot stuff. I promise you won't regret it.

D: That's right. Knot's easy to get loose. I've always wanted to ... get to know a surfer. Isabeau: ...
I: Ahem.

D: Mmm... you've got it, just a little clos... I: AHEM.

N: (oh.. shit)
I: What in the *world* do you think you're doing, Navarre?! And with someone like HER?

D: Why, hello, darling. Navarre and I were just getting to know each other a little better.

D: The poor boy could stand to loosen up a little... and from the looks of it, so could you.

D: But we were just finishing up, so you can have your darling boy all back to yourself, Princess.

N: (I am SO dead) I: You are SO dead. You had better start talking now, and fast.

N: Oh baby, it was all her. She just put herself in her lap - I couldn't move, and it's not like I could just dump her on the ground, right? You understand, right? You know you're the only one for me, right? Isabeau? Baby?
N: *puppydog eyes*

I: Oh Navarre... how could I ever be mad at you? Of course, it was all that tramp, and of COURSE you couldn't just dump her on the ground, and of COURSE, I'm the only one for you.
N: (Whew, I nailed that one!)
I: *reaches out as if to caress his cheek*

***SMACK!***
N: (Damn.)

Meanwhile...
D: I do SO love these parties!