If not, then this was one strange dude. It was, almost, as if the guy was trying to wangle a dinner invite.
Kind of uh, like the idea of fresh mushrooms and fried onions…
You do?
Yeah, just that for one, well, it is rather a bit of a pain.
Yeah, suppose so.
Course, uh, I mean would be nice to uh, have some new company for a change… share some wine maybe too.
Boy can I relate to that.
Oh?
Yeah, Uh, just sort of left someone I thought was a friend… why I took the night shift tonight, normally I work days.
(God the guy was hitting on him, but was it for a free dinner or was he looking for something? Shit, was he even into guys as he didn’t say and to be friggin honest, the guy didn’t fit the mould. No way a stud like him would be single for long, so why was he obviously trying to finagle a dinner invite?)
Guess that’s why I haven’t seen you here before…
(Fuck the instant he said it Brett knew he had fucked up. His eyes glanced quickly and he saw a quick start then a blank look came back to the guy’s face. If he could, he would kick himself for outing himself)
The silence between them was becoming awkward as neither seemed to know what to say now. Brett felt dejected as he had somehow gotten his hopes up that this could be something more. Now it all seemed dashed by his own stupidity.
Uh.. well you never know, I mean uh…
(he could see the way the guy kept looking around, almost afraid to stare back at him but it only made him feel worse. Shit, why did he have to open his mouth and say that?)
Yeah, uh so the mushrooms, uh, ever cook them in butter with some dill?
(man he had to be lame, talking about cooking mushrooms)
Mushrooms? Oh, uh, yeah but I uh, uh… use garlic to sort of, ya know…
I like garlic too, but kind of awkward if you, if uh, I mean if its for casual company… I mean, hey, you never, uh..
Manage a kiss or more?
