Holding the benefit of an entire school on ones shoulders wasn't an easy endeavor, that was one of those things you didn't need to experience to see the obvious notion of it. While he knew she most likely worked with a team of people, chances are, they weren't as dedicated as the young woman had shown to be and all because she naturally had a big heart and cared for the nature of a persons wellbeing. It really was something to admire in her, something that he found had been one of her many finer traits. . . Why had that thought even crawled to the surface of his brain? His head shaking slightly, replacing that thoughtful gaze with a brightening smile. "Can't leave students or teachers bleeding out on the pitch, right?" If he didn't know the Teacher's he'd have expected them to be ones that always held a good prospect in the mine of wisdom.
Unfortunately, he knew the caliber of the teacher's there and while they were skilled? They were also more kooky than the Loony Tune Academy.
A solemn expression shifts on his face while his head began shaking. "No, I don't think it is. Stresses him out more than he lets on I think." He was pretty sure that Alex had threatened a few of the ones that had ended up far too close for comfort for any of them. "Would you. . .? I mean, he doesn't really fully listen to me and Alex though. . . Alex doesn't listen to him and me either too much." Taking a hand to rub at the back of his neck, was moving really a good idea. . .? Then a bullish huff exhausted passed his lips - it was and he couldn't start letting the drink make him think otherwise.
"Oh, I think I'm delectable." He stated in a playful manner towards her, eyebrows wriggling as if to sell it as a form of fact in his mind. While he didn't suffer from self esteem on his physical appearance, he was quite sure he was in a very odd situation being the cousin of a Quidditich star and a superb artist who had been quite beautiful herself. "Well, it was a good thing I was asking what you think and not others, right? I mean, I'd have to ask them what they thought of me to get that kind of answer." Unaware of how his words may have sounded leaving from his mouth.
He didn't specify, it was a true statement and it was done on purpose. He'd been far more curious if she'd try to wriggle out of it with a quick one or attempt something else entirely. Even the expectancy that she'd try for the cheek or forehead came first, not even considering that the woman would choose his lips. There'd been a slight moment of redness that splotched across his cheeks, however, after a couple of seconds into the kiss before it ended, he leaned into it more. Lightly groaning as if he'd just ate or tasted something just far too delicious that it couldn't be halted. Lips soft against his own, the heat rolling off and brushing at the space between his lips which only lit his heart up to beat even faster.
Cole's eyes fluttering in a mild haze, he wasn't going to admit it was that good but. . . Damn, it was. Taking in a deep breath to collect his thoughts as much to chain down his emotions, the light flicker of the tip of his brunette strands turning a deep red and then shifting back towards the natural color would've been noticeable to Liv if she'd been paying attention to his features. That she walked back towards her seat as if it didn't happen, that had been what made him take stock of the kind of opponent she was when it came down to it. Cheeks blushing even further as she teased him about his desire to kiss her, he hadn't thought of it during the dare - He was definitely thinking it now though.
"You got me on that. . . I wasn't expecting you to peck the lips. Thought you'd cheap out and go for the cheek or something." He had to keep his cool, whatever that would've been worth considering she'd already rattled him in all the right ways. The woman probably hadn't even realized it either, unless she was being coy or very kind. Dare, again? It had been obvious to him now, she was planning on keeping it up even after leaving the bar. Well, if she can hang then so could he! Curling his fingers around the shot glasses and downing them quickly with ease. Now things were going to really kick in for him at this point. . .
Making his way over towards Liv and starting to pick her up, she never specified how either and so. . . He opted for the far more personal Bridal carry. An arm tucking under her legs, wrapping an arm around the center of her back and cupping his hand right at the center of her arm to pin her lifted body against his torso. "Alright then. . . Your dare is. . . . To make out with me all night long. Oh and I chose dare after that." Roguish grin forming on his face while walking out of the bar. Thinking his current dare would win him the championship. . . He couldn't have ever guessed the kind of spark that would really occur from such a thing while both of them were several sheets into the wind.