Gustav watched the girl momentarily, noting that she seemed to be up to a little something or at least that's what it seemed. "Gustav Andersson. Pleasure to meet you," he replied. His gaze moved to Maisey as she approached and he offered a small smile, but allowed his attention to drift back to Althea and Aria, trying his best not to be rude to any of the women he was in the presence in. How had he become the come to guy in the cafe in the first place? It was truly embarrassing to think that he was drawing so much attention to himself. He could feel his cheeks heating up as they turned a light shade of red in pure embarrassment. It wasn't like he was the only guy in the entire Starbucks, though he wasn't all too certain Harry was going to draw much attention to himself since he was alone with only one girl and they looked to be getting rather cutesy with one another.
Lewis lowered his hands, showing his completely flushed face. "I never said I was. The only part that bothers me about you being able to carry me is that is means I'm small as hell. That's embarrassing in itself," he grumbled with a wrinkle of his nose. Gently, he took her hand in his and began to lead her down the sidewalk toward his apartment complex, deciding that he wouldn't try to run again though his arms were still cold. "If you really want to, though Niel and I would find a way to still play in the snow. Not like I'm going to be able to do much running anyways. He'll get on me for that one as soon as we meet with him." Allowing a soft huff to escape his lips, he finally lead her up to a small apartment complex and made his way up to one of the doors on the first floor and pulled his keys out of his pocket. He unlocked the door and pushed it open, revealing the messy interior. "I really need to get Harry to come over and clean this bloody place," he remarked under his breath before stepping inside.