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Whatever slightly psychicness it seemed like they had when they were discussing other things seems to have failed right when Sethos would have liked most for it to work.

"No, that's not what I mean! That's not what I meant at all!" Sethos barely keeps his voice lower than a yell, standing up as he does so. He also looks at the catboy in the process, which causes him to blush slightly, despite how much he really wishes he wouldn't. Mercutio looks so hurt from his comment that he just wants to.. to hug the boy. He slumps back down in his seat, rather hoping to not cause more of a scene than he probably all ready has. Almost whispering, and looking away from merc again, he admits, "You look damn good dressed like that."

"I don't want you to change, I'm not going to ask you to do something like that, and I don't want you to do it because of me. And I'll take your word for it, the only cat people I've met were tennis players, and there's dress codes for matches." he doesn't want to admit the reason why the fact that he thought Merc looked damn good was bothering, which is because he's staring to want to DO something to this man who's his friend

And sethos doesn't have any friends. Not to mention that it took a lot to get him to convince that he isn't entirely straight... but he's pretty close, only very few men have made him feel like he isn't... and why did his new friend have to be one of those few men.

"It's all right, really." Sethos says, relieved as the waitress arrives with their food at that moment.

Sethos doesn't dig into his food right away, calming himself down first, and taking a sip of his orange juice first. When he does eat the food, even though it's practically his favourite, he barely tastes it since he's too busy worrying about the situation, which had turned very very awkward. And seth feels horrible.

Sethos is actually surprised by the question.. mostly because by that point it is surprising to have either of them say anything, He answers, slightly woodenly, "The first day, so a week yesterday. In the afternoon, scheduelled to start at one, assuming there are no rain delays, or whatever."

"Well, it's against another unseeded person. The last open I was at, I got stuck playing the second seed, that is, the person second most likely to win the whole thing. I think I've got a very good chance though, especially since the guy I'm playing isn't good at moving on clay." Sethos feels like kicking himself. He knows merc doesn't really care about this s**t, or understand it, but he couldn't think of a better conversation topic.

"Sure, I'll get you tickets. It's a prelim match, so it shouldn't be hard to manage." Sethos is slightly relieved that Mercutio is willing to make plans to see each other again in the future, after how bad the evening's been going. Just as Seth turns back to his food, 'Key of Life' rings out again and he picks up his cellphone. When he sees who it is, he rolls his eyes slightly then answers it, "What is it, Sasha?"