Poor Ray...

Faced with our idols, we all turn into drooling adolescents. She glanced over as Ray pulled down the map over the collection of oddities. "Jesse is fine, Oliver." She smiled and looked back at him with her full attention. "As to keeping track of names. I am good at that. So you let me know who you are supposed to remember, and I will make sure you do when it counts. How's that?" She laughed slightly and nodded with the reassurance she wanted to convey to him.

She then winked and leaned in with a whisper that everyone in the room could hear. "And I promise to never talk down to you unless you tell me you need it. How's that?" Something told her there would come a time when Oliver would benefit from a good talking to. She just wanted him to know she would be there to support that. And also so he knew she wasn't one to go 'gaga' over him and blindly swoon every time he batted his eyes.