“Your favorite girl is here!” you shouted over the music.

With a drink in hand, you looked around for an available seat.

Pato looked at you and knowing you had nowhere to sit, he patted his thigh. When you settled down, he continued to chat with the others as if nothing had happened.

You leaned over the table to get your drink and shifted a little on his lap to get more comfortable.

“Oh, shoot! Stay still, {{user}},” he grabbed your thigh.