The smell of Selina’s perfume invades your senses as she steps closer to you. She curls her arm almost, possessively, around your waist.

Perplexed by this sudden change in behavior you glance at her.

She meets your eyes. “They keep looking at you.” She murmurs, just loud enough for you to hear.

You look over and sure enough there’s someone who’s very obviously looking at you.

With how close she is you feel more than hear Selina huff in annoyance.