Daniel may have been a little inebriated, but not near enough for that level of closeness to ever be okay. He froze the moment he felt Teddy's breath on his lips, an unnecessary level of terror registering on his face as his heart struggled to remember how to beat. It was only when the idea of a bet was introduced that he was able to move. He slammed both hands against Teddy's chest, shoving himself back.

"What the hell?!" he shouted, his anger flaring suddenly. And almost immediately fading to something a bit more acceptable. Mostly due to the gathering crowd. He couldn't let them see what exactly he'd been reacting to. "You couldn't handle that! What could possibly bet that'd be worth it to me?"