Lindsey melted into Eliot's touch, his motions languid and at ease. It was a subtle change as even before he was quite fluid in his motions, but to someone who knew him like his twin, he could tell.

"Don't worry," Lindsey purred back, his smile towards Sherry friendly and his eyes misleadingly soft.

Putting down his drink, Lindsey moved across the limo to Sherry's side, one hand reaching out to brush along her arm. Reaching her hand, he took it, but merely drew light teasing patterns on her palm. "We'll take good care of you... it'll be the best weekend of your life."