(Of course a dude can, but it just takes it to a whole new level when one dude is in love with the other dude. Which dude is which, that is the real question.)

Chocolate, then. With chocolate frosting? I'll make sure they slather it on real thick. (A soft snort is followed with a sigh as he stands under the water. It's hot, surprisingly, and no matter how good it feels, it makes him all too aware of muscles that are tired and aching. It helps, a bit, at least, and he shifts to crack his shoulder before turning it off. Might as well save some of the hot water for the others in the company. It's the polite thing to do.) I have to write a speech? You're so high maintenance.

(He grabs his towel then and wraps it around his hips after quickly giving himself a once over with it, stepping out and heading back to the changing area.)

What's canapés?