Not really. She is twenty-three; whatever older men might be doing together in their own time doesn't typically cross her mind, but she appraises John now that he's said it. Something clicks. She has to actively keep herself from turning to look in the direction of where everybody else is.

Huh.

"Oh." Well in that case, "Okay."

She would probably opt to leave them to each other, in that case. If they know each other that well. "That's good," she encourages, "I'll keep that in mind."