Shamelessly indeed. Shame was probably something that was lacking completely in there.

The plush chair she'd found there by the window was very comfortable and she sprawled out in it, hooking a leg over one of the armrests as she leaned back with her cigarette and her rum. She watched them silently for now, admiring both their forms.

How great weren't her ideas? And how great wasn't her boyfriend, for without any apparent hesitation going right along with them?