The second she asks about his friend, Luke feels himself getting nervous all over again and he wonders if that's visible in his expression. His gaze darts around, looking for Reid in the crowd that's gathered and then he nods toward the bar when he spots him there, presumably getting another glass of cider. In that moment, Luke can't help but think how different they look, Reid in his button down and tie, Luke in jeans and flannel. Given his fashion choices, how well put together he looks at all times, Reid is really much more suited to someone like Mindy, someone who makes the effort and goes out of her way to look beautiful. At the thought, he feels a little flash of fear, because wouldn't that just be his luck? To bring the man he suspects he might be developing feelings for to Mindy's party only to have the two of them hit it off in a way Luke could never hope for.

"He's over there by the bar," he tells her, figuring she'll recognize Reid simply because he's clearly the one person she hasn't invited. He stands out, too. His height, the way he looks around like he's just the slightest bit uncomfortable. He isn't familiar with anyone here except Luke and when he meets his gaze, Luke smiles slightly, unable to help himself. This doesn't make any sense, the way his heart beats a little faster, the way he throat suddenly feels dry, and he's just very glad no one else in this room is a werewolf -- that he knows of -- or they would easily be able to pick up on these minute changes in him.