"I don't know. It was so weird," Blaine said, from his seat across from Mike. The two had met up on their lunch breaks for a quick bite. "Everything was going so well and I was just about to kiss him and then poof: moment gone. Maybe he just doesn't like me like that," Blaine said, pushing his pasta salad around with his fork.

"You know I'm not exactly a love expert or anything, but maybe this whole thing would be easier if you were just...honest with him," Blaine's eyes widened at the suggestion and he was about to spout off all of the reasons why that would be a terrible idea, but Mike cut him off. "No, wait, hear me out. You guys have become really good friends over the past month and I think you owe him the truth. If you're friendship is really meant to be it can last even if he doesn't feel the same way. At least then you'll know for sure."

Blaine sighed. He knew Mike was probably right, but it was easier said than done, "I'll think about it," Blaine said, shoving a huge forkful of food into his mouth to avoid further talk on the subject.

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"Grande non-fat mocha, please," Kurt said to Shelly when he stopped in for his usual post work caffeine fix. "And what the hell, throw in a biscotti, too."

"How adventurous of you," Blaine said, making his way out from the kitchen to join Kurt for a few minutes.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "Yes my middle name is danger. Next thing you know I'll be putting whipped cream on my mocha."

The two settled down at a table chatted idly about their days. Blaine told Kurt that he was actively working on getting his banana bread recipe just right and Kurt talked about his crazy boss a little more.

"Did you know it was possible to buy the wrong brand of index card?" Kurt said, talking about the errand he had run for Cooper earlier that day. "I learned that today. Apparently he only likes the kind that come in the red package. I should start a blog."

"Confessions of a twenty something PA?"

"Try, 'help I work for a crazed lunatic,'" Kurt laughed and took another bite of his cookie. "I'm glad the baking is going well though, how many bananas have you gone through today?"

"You know, I'm going to spare you the 27 dirty jokes that I could use as a response for that and just suffice it to say that it was a lot," Blaine said leveling Kurt with an amused look. "I'm not really changing anything about your recipe per say. I want it to taste the same, but I have to edit it for bulk baking. It should be on the menu within the month. I gave Mike a piece when I met him for lunch earlier. He liked it, too."

"Can't wait," Kurt said, returning his attention to his coffee and allowing them to drift into a comfortable silence.

Well, it was comfortable for Kurt, Blaine had just inadvertently reminded himself of the conversation he had with Mike about Kurt. After a brief internal struggle he decided to just go for it and attempt to broach the topic with the other man, "Hey, Kurt?" Blaine said, causing the other boy to look up and give him a questioning look. "Um...I just wanted to ask you something," Kurt didn't say anything, but he raised his eyebrows to indicate that Blaine could go on. "If...if you...okay, so let's say you sort of have a thing for this guy and um...you think that maybe he feels the same way, but you're not sure," Blaine could feel his palms getting sweaty, "would you um...tell him?"

Kurt froze and that dull ache that was ever present when he was around Blaine these days throbbed just that much harder. Was Blaine really asking him for advice about this mystery guy he likes? This couldn't be happening. After a few moments Kurt realized that he was staring an forced out a response, "I'm not...really sure what I would do, but yeah...I guess honesty is always the best, right?" the irony of that statement was not lost on Kurt as he frantically scrambled for purchase on his bag. "Look, I uh...I have to go. I need to feed Marion," Kurt said rising out of his seat and making to leave. Before he was out the door he called stopped to pat a shell shocked Blaine on the shoulder, "Whoever he is...he's a lucky guy," Kurt left without giving a Blaine a chance to respond.

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Kurt knew it was probably childish to leave like that. Blaine was his friends. Friends asked other friends questions about relationship stuff and one day he hoped that he would get over everything enough to be that friend for Blaine, but not today. Today he was going to run out as fast as possible, go to the super market for one of those Amy's organic frozen dinners he likes, and spend the rest of the evening resolutely not thinking about it.

He was just trying to decide between the vegetable lasagna and the spinach pie when he heard someone come up behind him. "Oh my god, where on earth did you get that jacket? I've never seen anything like it before. It's amazing."

Kurt spun around to locate the source of the voice. In front of him was blonde man with glasses, sporting a fairly trendy outfit. He was a little shorter than Kurt, but was fit and fairly attractive. He wasn't exactly Kurt's type, but he was good looking. "Oh...um I made it myself actually."

The man looked like his eyes were going to bug out of their sockets, "Are you serious? That's amazing! You must be one hell of a designer. I'm sure I'll be seeing your picture in the pages of vogue in no time."

What this guy flirting with him? "Oh..um...it's just a hobby. I don't work as a designer, but thank you. I appreciate it."

"Well, that's a shame. You have incredible talent," the man said looking Kurt up and down appreciatively and yeah this guy was flirting with him, "I'm Chandler by the way."

"Kurt," he said shaking Chandler's hand.

"I swear, I don't generally pick up men in grocery stores, but you were just too fabulous to ignore," Chandler said, as Kurt's eye widened in shock. "I don't suppose that I could maybe...get your number? I'd love to take you out some time."

Kurt couldn't help, but glance down, a small smile on his face. He may be in hopelessly in love with Blaine, but he had to admit that the attention was flattering. It wasn't every day that you get randomly asked out in the frozen foods section and anyway this could be good for him. The man wasn't proposing marriage or anything and a few dates might help him get over Blaine, "Um...sure," Kurt said, a slight blush forming on his cheeks. "Just give me your phone and I'll program in my number."