"You don't understand, its simple really-" (OXO, very dark, CLOSED)

"exactly, we should do it again sometime" he flopped down on the couch.

Az watches, silent.

"what? arn't you going to join me?"

Az sighs and walks over, sitting down and leaning back.

Trickster lays his head on the others lap. "its such a wonderful night"

Az blinks and then lightly touches the other’s hair.

Trickster leaned into the others touch.

Az smiles softly and gently play’s with the other;s hair and then looks at the time.

Tyler blinked slowly, not sure what was going on.

Az looks down at him.

"where are we?" he asked softly.

“You’re home. . .” He mumbles, closing his eyes.

"how… I'm sorry… " he closed his eyes. "did I force you to come here?"

He shakes his head, “No.”

"ok…" he looked sad.

Az pulls his hand from his hair, sighing. “Why do you look so sad?”

"did I hurt you?" he asked, looking up at Carmen sadly.

“Um. . . Not really.” He tilts his head to the side. “Nothing I didn’t ask for.”

"oh…" he sighed. "where do you work?"

Az frowns, “Why?”

"I am just curious. you know where I work"

“Oh. . . I work from home.”

"oh. What do you do?"

“I already told you. I make art.”

"I would like to see that… if you wouldn't mind" he looked away.

Az frowns slightly, “I’ll show you tomorrow at the coffee shop.”

"ok. Do you have to leave soon?"

He nods, “Yeah.”

"oh. I wish … nevermind" he looks away.

He tilts his head slightly.