Blaine poked his head out of the bathroom, hair half done, "It went okay, I guess."

"You guess?"

He decided his hair could wait for a minute, and walked into the kitchen with Trent, "I mean, lunch was nice, and hanging out was nice… But I met his boyfriend."

Trent's eyes widened, "He introduced you to his boyfriend?"

Blaine nodded, "Yup."

"God, if that isn't friend-zoning, I don't know what is," He commented, grabbing his books.

Blaine sighed, "Well, we are supposed to be just friends, so I guess that makes sense."

"You know, you're going to find someone who actually deserves you, okay?" He reassured, putting his hand on Blaine's shoulder.

Blaine nodded, "I know. One day."

At that, Trent opened the door, "See you later."

Blaine spent the rest of the morning trying to cheer himself up for work. Before his chat with Trent, he had thought that lunch went pretty well (besides the meeting Kurt's boyfriend part) and he tried to focus on the good. If anything, he had gotten a pretty good friend out of Kurt. That was good, right?

Surprisingly, Melissa wasn't working with him that morning, which kind of bummed him out because he would have liked to talk to her about things, but he tried not to worry about it. At about seven, Kurt walked in, minus Rachel, and smiled when he saw Blaine.

"Nonfat mocha?" Blaine asked, and couldn't help but smile back at the cute boy in front of him.

"You know it," Kurt replied cheerfully and handed him the money, then waited in his normal place for Blaine to make his drink. As he watched Blaine, he couldn't help but think about the conversation that they had in the park the day before. He knew that there was a lot more to the cute barista than met the eye, and he really wanted to know more.

Kurt tried to come up with some excuse to invite Blaine somewhere, or to hang out with him again, when it came to him, "Hey, what are you doing this Saturday?"

Blaine shrugged, "Working I think, why?"

"What time?"

"Probably morning," He replied and glanced up at Kurt, wondering what he was getting at.

Kurt just smiled, "Would you want to maybe go to the bar with me and some friends?" Blaine raised his eyebrows and Kurt panicked, "What?"

He shook his head, grinning, "Nothing, you just don't seem like the type to go out drinking."

Kurt laughed, "I'm usually not. But it's a friend from school's birthday, and she insisted on bringing me. But it's going to be me and a bunch of people I don't know. And Rachel and Hayden are going to be busy that night..."

"So I'm your last choice?" Blaine joked, handing him his coffee.

"That's not what I mean," Kurt said quickly, "I just wanted to know if you'd like to hang out."

Blaine laughed, "Yeah, sure. I'd love to." Blaine's manager cleared her throat, and Blaine turned to see a couple standing at the counter, ready to order, so he waved Kurt on his way, "I'll see you Saturday."

"Where do you want to meet?" Kurt called as he backed away.

Blaine smiled, glad that he had Kurt's number, "I'll call you and we'll figure something out."

Throughout the rest of work, Blaine's mind was practically screaming at him. Part of him was certain that going out with Kurt was a terrible idea and it was only going to end badly, but the positive side of him – and the side Blaine tends to listen to – told him that things would be fine. What bad could really come out of going out with Kurt and some of his friends?

That night when Trent got home, Blaine was sitting on the couch working on a new song. He sat down next to him and eyed his notebook, "Writing?"

Blaine nodded, "Mhm. How was school?"

"Fine. Boring," Trent answered, "How was work?"

Blaine smiled to himself, "Uh, it was interesting."

"Uh oh, what happened?"

Blaine set down his pen and leaned his guitar against the couch so he could properly talk to his roommate, "Well Kurt came in…"

"Of course," Trent cut in, shaking his head.

"And he asked me to go to the bar with him for his friend's birthday or something on Saturday," Blaine finished.

Trent raised an eyebrow, "Isn't that something that he should ask his boyfriend to do with him?"

"Apparently his boyfriend is busy," Blaine replied, to which Trent scoffed.

"You didn't say yes, did you?"

"Well," Blaine started, smiling guiltily, "I did, but I told him I'd call him and let him now."

Trent smiled, "So the ball is in your court now."

He nodded, "Exactly."

"So are you going to call him?"

Blaine shrugged, "I dunno. Maybe."

"You're not fooling me," Trent teased.

"Well, I might," Blaine mused, toying with the idea, "What could it hurt?"

"Oh, I don't know, Blaine," Trent said, somewhat frustrated, "You'd only be at the bar with someone who you like. And that person doesn't necessarily have the best track record with not telling you about his boyfriend and whatnot."

"Yeah, but we're just friends, remember?" Blaine tried to argue.

"Try telling that to yourself when you're drunk, Blaine," Trent countered. Blaine wanted to agree with him, because he knew he probably wasn't the smartest person while drunk (because let's face it – nobody is) but he didn't want to back down that easily.

"I know. But I think I can handle myself. I'm not stupid."

Trent shook his head, "Alright, just don't do anything you're going to regret."

Late that night, Kurt was by himself in his apartment, making something to eat when Rachel got home from some sort of a rehearsal. All day he had been toying with the idea of telling her about his plans with Blaine on Saturday, and decided he might as well, because she was bound to figure it out sooner or later. "Hey Kurt," She said cheerfully, setting her things down then joining him in the kitchen, "Dinner?"

He nodded, "Yup."

"Smells good," She complimented before going to sit in the living room.

"Hey Rachel?" He called, figuring he might as well tell her before he chickened out.

"Yes?" She called back sweetly, turning around.

"I might have done something stupid today, but I don't know. I want your opinion."

She returned to the kitchen and sat down at a barstool on the other side of the counter, "Alright, what did you do now?"

Kurt laughed nervously, "So, you know how my friend, Ashley from class is having her birthday party this Saturday?" She nodded and Kurt continued, "Well, I kind of sort of invited Blaine to come with me since you and Hayden are going to be busy…"

Her eyes widened a bit and she was quiet for a second, trying to think of the right thing to say that wouldn't give her away. "Well," She paused, "That should be fun."

"Rachel, what are you really thinking?" He asked, seeing right through her.

"Well, I mean... Are you sure you'll be okay drinking with him? You said it yourself that you like him…"

"I know how to handle my alcohol," He mumbled, looking down, "I'm twenty-two, Rachel."

"I know that," She replied, "Just… be careful. I think he really likes you. I don't want you to give him the wrong impression if you just want to be friends."

He eyed her warily, "Don't