Sandy's answer makes Eileen feel much too satisfied, so to distract herself she takes another drag and blows a few smoke rings up into the air before putting out her cigarette in the dirt.

"Oh, you know, some of our very eligible classmates." The Coppertale shrugs, setting aside the bottle of water so she can finish off her whiskey before poking Sandy in the chest. "Cute guy like you could probably get a prime kiss friend. Or girlfriend. Or. Whatever."

Eileen's nose crinkles. That was kind of awkward thing to say.