Blind Date

Rodney sees the gorgeous guy in the lobby and immediately heads over, unable to ignore the impulse. "Would you have dinner with me?"

The guy looks confused, scrubbing a hand through dark, messy hair. "I thought we'd already agreed on dinner."

"God!" Rodney says, frustrated with himself. "I can't even pick up my own...whatever. Air Force Colonel!"

"Hey," John soothes, "you're fine. I just needed some warning."

"I just, I don't know, you looked so good standing here. I wanted--" Rodney stops, flustered.

"Come on." John steers him toward the door. "You can hit on me at the bar."