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Lee looked over at Kendall, wondering what was on his mind. He seemed to have the cogs turning out a thought, but there seemed to be a look of.... worry? confusion? ... well, something, anyway. Then Kendall spoke, glad Lee had agreed to come along, then noting that it wasn't something they'd normally do. Sure, it wasn't, but judging just by the parts they'd seen so far, it seemed very exciting. Then again, the inside was probably filled with crushing amounts of people, which would make Lee turn tail and hide. Wait. Did Kendall just say he was glad to be here, specifically with Lee?

"I-I'm ha-happy t-to do it. H-honest, as s-soon as I sp-spotted the a-article in the n-n-news... I kn-knew we'd go. I-I'm j-just glad it was fuuuuucking t--together." He shook his head, curls bouncing about wildly as he chuckled and added "I-I'm gonna get ******** kicked out. D-damn it I d-did it again." He tapped the heel of his palm against his forehead, feeling a bit helpless. Why was his brain a dumb idiot?

After asking what they should do from here, Kendall seemed to ponder a moment, then decided on food. What a perfectly... Kendall sort of response. Apparently he hadn't eaten since lunch, given the knowledge of free food. Then they could go to the boats. "F-f-food. Great. I-I c-can't remember... i-if I ate lunch..." His words trailed off, the blonde counting on his fingers to try and determine if he could figure out his last meal. As he was trying to figure out when he'd last eaten, a voice sounded behind them, causing Lee to jump a bit.

It was then a girl that looked.... kinda vaguely familiar (think Lee, think!) showed up, calling Kendall 'Fancy Shirt Guy'. Wait. That one sounded familiar. Where did Lee know this person from. Wait. Waitwaitwait. Did they just call him Kendall's Future Husband??? Who was this person and why was that their thought process?? Suddenly, they offered their hand for a shake, which Lee responded with his own hand for the gesture, before pulling back and pushing his hands in his pockets. "W-we-we're not. Nope. We're no-not d-dating. N-no. ********> He stopped, tapping his foot along with his nerves. "O-Or m-m-maybe we are. W-we... ********. I-I dunno." He shook his head a bit, feeling his stress levels rising. How was it he could handle complex mathematical equations, but talking to another human person was just.... bad. Green eyes glanced over at Kendall, hoping for assistance with this one before he talked himself into a corner.... or an anxiety attack.