“Figured I’d shoot my shot; if you weren’t into dudes, no harm done and we could just enjoy our pie and talk about…Dostoyevsky? Are you seriously reading that, or are you just trying to impress me?” He laughs and shakes his head. “You caught me. I’ve been visiting all the overnight establishments looking for you, just so I could sit here and impress you with my literary taste.” “Well done. I’m very impressed. And now that we’ve established that you’re into me, how about dinner?”
